Communing with Nature in winter.

Well, I’m back at Fuller Mountain. But whereas I hiked the north loop last fall, or what is officially called, Mountain and Creek Loop, this time, in the winter, I hiked the south loop, which is officially called, um, South Loop.

But before I get to that, I have to be honest and say I go to these trails like the ones at Fuller Mountain (and Gobbler’s Knob in a recent post) only because I think I am running out of waterfalls to go to. I love Nature and I love photography and a waterfall during or at the end of a hike in addition to experiencing wonder and satisfying my wildest imaginations taps, too, into my swelling desire of expressing Nature in whatever creative form I can muster.

The changing of the seasons, too, might have something to do with that. Who needs a waterfall when Nature casts a dazzling blaze of colors in the fall, cheerful flowers and butterflies in the spring, the forest sounds and vivid greens in the summer, and the profound silence of a snow-covered landscape in the winter?

Indeed, these are in fact what I am just finding out. Constantly being lured into trekking in Nature by forces unseen, I go to places like these with photography and videography in mind but walk away always feeling richer and calmer in ways unknown.

I can always revisit the waterfalls I’ve already been to, again and again and again if I wanted, but the trails I visit afterward, such as the ones at Fuller Mountain, are not leftovers by any means or by any stretch of the imagination.