I couldn’t see them at first, either. Only abstract shapes, hints of playful forms in the fading light.

But through the lens… yes, there they were; the snow critters I’d heard the locals mention in hushed tones. Deep in the forest, away from prying eyes. Lost in play. Visible in the low light of day’s end, but only to those who really, really long to see them.

Just as I’d heard.