The First Foot in a New Landscape

I couldn't wait to get out into the snow and see those anges close up. The street hadn't been plowed yet, it just had a couple of tire tracks cautiously worn down in its centre. I tramped the sidewalks, stopping now and then to raise my binoculars to my eyes and watch for birds. Though i didn't see any snowy owls, i heard a few of the raspy hoots echoing from far off tree tops. They were harder to see, but i spotted one or two snow buntings with their russet rouged cheeks and chests and layers of black tail feathers ringed in white.