Come walk with me. Bring your camera or your binoculars, although there are few birds to see this time of year. The day is mild so all you need is a light jacket and water and a snack. They have recently cleared the trails and even though there is heavy leaf cover, the trail can still be followed.
The trail starts out just off the road beside an open field. You can hear the crows in the distance, probably arguing with some red shouldered hawk across the way in the row of cedars that define the boundary of the farm.
The woods are open and sun peaks through winter clouds to light the way. Holly trees are scattered in the under story. Some with berries. It is hard to sneak up on any wildlife as our feet crunch loudly on the beech and oak leaves.
When you come down off the ridge you can see a small stream that meanders to the sea. During heavy rains it might even be a river. This area used to be sand dunes, so the water has washed the soil away and left a squiggle of sandy shore.
We make our way past a forest of very healthy mountain laurel and we make a note to return in the spring and then the trail suddenly opens up once again and we can almost smell the salt water.
We are soon rewarded with the view of the Bay and the sun breaks through just in time for another photo. It is hard to believe it is January.