The Marsh in Cold Spring

It seemed the snow would never end. Even then, I am almost surprised at how quickly the feet of snow have melted from the driveway. My patio furniture juts from the remaining piles, seeing sunlight for the first time since December. I kicked off my shoes on the way to the mailbox yesterday, splashing through the puddles and longing for it to be just a little warmer.

In a few weeks, the winter will feel like a distant memory and the outdoor season will be in full swing. This summer has a few big trips already calendared out for barefoot adventuring, including a challenging weekend in the Catskills. I can’t wait to be sharing photos and stories from the trail, but until then – enjoy this shot of the Marshes along the Hudson River from last May.

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