Exposing the snow flower you’ve caught for life

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Today I walked for two hours in the north parts of Nuuksio, walking from the parking place at Yli-Takkula west to lake Saarijärvi, then south to lake Urja, then east to lake Vääräjärvi, and north along lake Myllyjärvi.

However, from lake Myllyjärvi there wasn't any path in the snow going back north, and in some places the snow was half a meter deep, soft and wet, so it was heavy going. There were some snowshoe tracks and moose tracks, which helped a bit.

However, at this point I started to be rather tired, so I didn't go to lake Hauklampi. Instead I walked past the lake along the hill on the east side. There were no other cars, and not even fresh tracks of cars at the parking place, and it was quiet indeed.

(Posting title is from the poem Island (#2) by Yang Lian, translated by Arthur Sze.)