I went for a walk on the bike trail a couple of days ago. The sun finally came back after its long vacation. It warmed the frosty February day, creating a busy thoroughfare of bikers, runners and walkers. The river, bolstered by the snow melt, was moving at lightening speed, slapping against the many rocks and in the process creating the symphony of rushing water. The birds were weaving in and out, playing a game of chase with me, daring me to take a photo of them. I failed. It was a beautiful day for a walk in the woods.