Baloo and I enjoyed a lovely snowshoe trek around the state park at the end of the peninsula. We rarely see anyone else out on the trails, but occasionally someone will meet us along the way. Usually, they meet us head on, since Baloo sets a brisk pace (except for occasional forays to sniff bunny trails and other interesting side notes) and unless they're on mountain bikes, they don't usually catch up with us.
This cross-country skier, however, quietly pulled up behind us and zipped right along on his way, leaving us to our slower mode of travel. It was nice to see someone else out enjoying the beautiful, snowy day.
As we returned to the parking area, there was a lot of noise coming from the farm across the street. Of course, Baloo and I had to go and investigate. There were several geese honking and creating quite a cacophony. I'm not sure what had ruffled their feathers, but they were definitely standing on their dignity and demanding the respect that was their due.