Yesterday was such a day. Though the wind was a little chillier than ideal for the first part of the run, the scenery was as peaceful and idyllic as could be. There had been a really light dusting of snow (that looked almost like soap flakes) so the snow was perfectly white and sparkly. The temperature overnight had been just right for the frost and snow to make the branches white without weighing them down.
|it is hard to pretend you're running|