Skating

While skating today, I imagined others together at public rinks.My frozen pond in the woods, as I approached,stretched wide, with irregular boundaries.No one had been on it.Curiosity drew me over the surface, just to fit it,with no demands.

Skating was pleasing and fun.But so too was walking the snow covered fire roadamidst trees draped heavily with snow,with the settling sun creating light and shade;and using my previously well placed stumpfor lacing and unlacing.