"My days in the woods were beyond expression beautiful. Nature clad in her soft white garment for her long rest with not even the tiniest tinkle of a bird note to break the silence is a different nature from the green clad nature throbbing with growth and life. Even one's own footsteps on snowshoes over the soft snow were inaudible and oh the joy of freedom in breaking one's own tracks up over mountains and across lakes." Elsie Reford to Lord Grey, January 12th, 1911