Description
took a walk in the winter woods and was surprisedby what I found there.With no expectations, no preconceived notionsof what I would ?nd,I just followed a voice that beckoned me:'Come, walk.'As I made my way along the wood-chipped path, I smiledto hear my feet make a loud crunching sound.It satis?ed me in the most peculiar way.Crunch, crunch, crunch-I couldn't get enough of thisgratifying sound.