When the night is very cold, and the moon is very bright, and there is an ocean of snow on the ground, and you go out into it long after everyone else is asleep, and it is just you, and the owls, and those creatures not afraid of losing themselves to the dark and the freeze, and you pause beneath the stars and fill your lungs with something that feels nothing like the air you normally breathe, then, for a moment, you may feel blessed beyond belief.
Indeed! It’s easy to forget about, safe inside by the fire.
January 26, 2013 at 1:43 am
Did this just this evening … nothing like it!