I’ve kind of loved walking through the paths and forest areas this Winter. We’ve had so little snow *except of course just as I finished this, we got days worth of snowfall and freezing temperatures*, that they are just barren and fallow, but there’s something about how stripped they all are and exposed that’s really gotten to me. I like to think of that beauty of having nothing extraneous – nothing extra – nothing to hide with. You’re stripped bare and just you and that’s plenty interesting. In all the faults and all the ugliness lies supreme honesty and that’s beautiful.