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Standing at the top of a dirt trail, steeply sloped towards the lake below, I’m waiting for the sun to set. Clouds color as it descends. Barely pink among gray shadows over powder sky blue, January wisps adorn the tips of distant peaks. The deep gray blue green lake reflects vigilant trees. Watchful brave birds, by day, have silenced their songs after many cold hours of scrounging and foraging. Golden glow paints the horizon in every direction. The sky darkens. Trees become shadows. Air chills my fingers. Faint traffic sounds from the far enough highway continue like breezes, barely there.

I have a list of things to do before snuggling under blankets to dream.