Tell-tail tracks: BIRD

I am bird on a winter's afternoon.

I hop lightly, leaving foot prints like stitchery in the snow.

My fluffed-out feathers keep me warm as I seek out lunch.

Once the sun goes down, I sit tight and slumber in the evergreens.

Others are with me in the tree limbs- we join dreams of the distant spring.

Tell-tail tracks: MOUSE

I'm Mouse on a winter's eve.
Tiny bursts of energy vault me one leap after another through the powdery snow.
My tail leaves a line that threads my efforts together.
I work my way back home.
I burrow down into my nest in the soft, fallen tree limb.
Content with my small seed dinner, I am glad
Tonight, no owl shadow crossed my path.