One of the winter activities I look forward to here in Quebec, especially after a fresh snowfall, is writing on Nature’s Canvas in the forest.

You see, that’s when I can create my host of snow angels and look up to admire the tree tops against the blue sky.

This frivolous activity never fails to make me happy, and indeed, has many other benefits as well:

I am out in the sunshine getting Vitamin D and breathing in the refreshingly cold air.

I am getting my heart working as I make my way to my choice locations.

I defy my age while getting down to the ground onto my back and into position to paint my masterpieces, and mostly while getting up to the path again – without damaging the wings or legs – neither mine nor those of the angels.

I feel joy when I behold how each one is different and lovely in its own way. There is no need for any one to be perfect – there is no competition among angels.

I try to imagine the joy that I hope others may feel when they unexpectedly come across these beauties.

I am often taken by surprise when I discover their impressions days later, still visible under a faint dusting of snow, or peaking through after squirrels or dogs have trodden upon their form.

Indeed, the whole experience brings me many lasting and fulfilling moments of joy.

And finally, I feel tingles of pleasure in being able to create greeting cards from the photos.

The following untouched photos came from my walk this morning in the glorious sunny weather.