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Although the ponds were frozen, there was no snow on the ground and the hiking was easy.
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Around noon, the snow began to fall in big fluffy flakes, the kind of snow that kids love as it makes great snowmen and is perfect for facilitating a neighborhood snowball fight. Soon everything was covered in a blanket of white as the wet snow stuck to everything.
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Entering the woods, the view was stunning as every tree looked like it belonged on a Christmas card. Following the Spring Creek, we hiked through the trails, observing fresh deer and rabbit tracks and greeting other hikers who, like us were commenting on how clean and bright everything looked. We continued along the trail, essentially the identical walk I had done earlier in the day, but it could not have felt more different.
Returning home and reminiscing in front of a warm fire, we talked about just how blessed we are to have the natural beauty of the Dundas Valley so close at hand.
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