The past four winters of trekking the forests behind my home have been ineffable. When I started writing about my walks in 2011, I had so much to say. It was not that long ago, but somehow in those three short years I have become a different person. Is it because of the walks? I think so. Nature has taught me so much about my life. Yet, I am finding it hard to put into words. So I decided I would create little altars in the woods, each week, as I did the hearts in 2012. This is my way of paying homage to my walks, and to radiant nature, that has left me speechless but more attuned; I am beholden her.