A cold bite to the early morning air woke me up to say that it was time throw another log on the fire. Temperature was just below -20 degrees outside and at 3am the sound of popping trees echoed through the forest.

Slipping on my boots and a tattered red checked lumber jacket, I sipped my morning coffee and ventured into the frigid air. Outside there was a thin layer of frost blanketing the meadow as I walked up to gather another days ration of wood for the fire. I paused to gaze deep into the meadow to see the morning sun glisten bits of crystal frost as they fell from the trees. To my right, the full moon is setting low in the west as the sun was breaking the east horizon and slowly warming the eastern skies

This morning I realized yet again, that taking time to appreciate these simple things can truly raise your spirits and focus one's mind.

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