My morning trek brought me to a snowy sugar-coated-maple tree-hug.
A full-bodied tree-man wore his snow-scarf stylishly around his thick trunk-neck.
A couple of centaur tree-beings pranced gleefully in the upper-snow.
While a more traditional tree-couple ballroom-danced in their snow-studded attire.
A sleepy-eyed trunk-being woke up just enough to get his picture taken.
Further down the path softly-sculpted snow-toes dipped into the almost frozen stream. Message: Celebrate the season. Do your dance. Dip your toes into winter's wonders. Peace