Unusual Perspectives

       Wooden snowshoes lay flat against the hardwood table.  A mess of wiry leather sprawls across the masses of wood. The crisp breeze of a winter day suddenly sweeps across my face as I imagine the peril they may have seen in earlier years; what storms they may have carried desperate feet through.  I can hear the crunch of freshly fallen snow, the kind that children make glorious snow forts from.  Of course they're only for decoration, but the adventures they could once have endured seize my imagination as I capture just a glimpse of their character.