I took this picture just outside our front door early this morning!

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Good Morning! You know<>I have come to the conclusion that the universe is mighty big, no doubt about it, but if you ask me, the real marvels are in those little moments we let slip by, right under our noses.

Looking outside, getting out of bed this morning with the sun slowly climbing in the sky, it sure was a sight to see. Especially with it shinning through the trees. I have to say that Mother Nature is one fine artist. Makes me think about my wife and the way she can capture moments like that.

She’s a real artist, my wife<>none of this smudge-it-and-call-it-art stuff. She sees things most people miss. Not only that, but she doesn’t just paint what’s there; she paints what it feels like. She’ll catch a sunrise through the trees, the way a shadow sits, how the colors change, all of it. Some folks look and see just a tree; she looks and finds a story.

I watch her paint sometimes, and I can’t help but think she and Mother Nature are cut from the same cloth. They both know how to show the beauty that’s right in front of us<>if we’re paying attention, that is. She’s got a way of catching what makes a simple moment feel like something worth hanging onto.

So, yeah, it was just another morning here in the north. But between her and that sunrise, I feel pretty damn lucky to be here to see it.

Highway 522 has been pretty busy these days, as I’ve mentioned before. It’s mostly hunters moving into the area, looking for places to hunt. I used to hunt myself, but I can’t see myself sitting out in the cold bush anymore. Honestly, I’ve lost the rhythm for it<>if you know what I mean.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I get that putting meat in the freezer for winter is something a lot of folks need to do, and I can respect that. But for me? Well, let’s just say those days are behind me. The older I get, the more I appreciate what’s around me and prefer to let it be.

On another note, yesterday I spent the day in my woodworking shop. I figured it was time for a cleanup, since I hadn’t been putting things back where they belong over the past month.; You could say that things were all over the place, and that’s what happens when you’re a man of many talents and like to fix things yourself.

I also managed to fix up my old rototiller after ordering some makeshift parts on Amazon. They delivered right to my door, which is pretty nice when you live out here in the middle of nowhere. With a bit of ingenuity, I got it running and tilled up our vegetable garden. That’ll sure be nice come spring, especially with all the leaves I worked into the soil. I have to say, there’s nothing better than the smell, feel, and look of fresh-tilled soil. Let me tell you, it’s something special.

With that, I’m off for a bowl of shredded wheat for breakfast, thanks to my lovely wife. She’s also got a piece of toast ready with some fresh, good-tasting butter. Honestly, I could make a whole breakfast out of just toast and butter if I wanted to<>especially if it’s hot. There’s just something about it that hits the spot. It’s the kind of breakfast that makes you wonder<>why you ever complicated things in the first place!

You all have a great day, enjoy the sunshine/ while it lasts, as a red sky in the morning sailers take warning, and remember: “Every day’s a blank page<>make sure to fill it with something worthwhile.” GW