Footsteps in the snow can lead you to hidden parts of Nature.
There you can rest and listen to sunny birdsong and two crows argueing.
A lone man is sitting on the ice and fishing. “Do you get any fish? ” I ask him when I pass.
“Just small ones”, he replies with a smile.
It’s another day with at least –5 °C and blue sky.
Running comes easy with light feet and clean, crisp air,
taking in the beauty and feeling the pleasure of running with whole body and mind.
Climbing steep slopes to catch the warm afternoon sun.
The only way to stop the noise when the outsoles of my adizero xt’s meet the dry, packed snow is stop running.
That’s when I better hear the birds.
Standing on a hill looking into the sun.
Watching smoke raise from the tall chimneys in the harbour.
How I love the peacefullness of being in Nature.
The breaths of clean air.
The strong feeling of connection.
The sounds of silence.