Sunday morning walk

when the soil around here freezes, the water in the soil crystallizes and heaps it up into tiny delicate columns...let's call them dirt-spires...maybe they are more like the earth getting goosebumps
here is a late-Winter morning view from the Stargazer meadow. it would have been colder on the moon, so I am not complaining, but I still should have worn gloves...

the moss always greens up the rocks at this point along the trail to the Smoke Signal Pit