It’s currently 28 degrees and clear up top. Yesterday’s high was 27 degrees, with an overnight low of 7 degrees. We have 6” of snow on the ground.
Half hidden in the bushes, I awaited sunset’s golden hour. The wind drove relentlessly. I quietly watched the world around me. A cluster of clouds in the distance stole my attention from the setting sun. The atmospheric winds began ripping the cluster apart. Briefly glancing at the setting sun, I focused back on the scattered bundle of clouds above. The moment the sun settled behind the mountains, the clouds above and below ignited with color. Smiling, I released the camera shutter.
I woke to a comfortable soreness. Yesterday’s trail-breaking foray along the Boulevard Trail ended up being just what the doctor ordered, a full-body workout. The hardest part of this morning would be leaving my toasty loft, I turned myself on auto-pilot and got dressed. Outside, I checked my weather instruments, pausing to look up at the pre-dawn stars. Ten minutes later, I sat with a hot cup of coffee.
Still dazed, I stumbled into the darkness…
I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who overcomes his enemies, for the hardest victory is victory over self.