Objective: Walking to class this morning, I noticed the light shined through the trees in a similar way as when it shines through the forest while I am snowmobiling. The faster you go, the beams of light pop out of the branches and openings like little sparkles in the sky. I was reminded of this sight today, just in a much slower fashion.
Subjective: The light shining through the trees today reminded me of the mystical feeling of snowmobiling through the forest back home, in (wayyyy) Upstate New York. When I’m snowmobiling, the snow on the trail and in the trees around me looks very magical. It’s very hard to explain, but cruising through the winds and bends of the trail feels like a beautiful fairytale. The sun is always shining, but not hot enough to melt the snow. The snow is bright and cheery, and it lights up the path and allows for shadows and bumps to be highlighted so the rider can see what’s coming next.
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