Join me on my morning walk. I know it may be afternoon, evening, or even night where you are now, but we’ll pretend it’s just after the break of day. We will walk out into the stillness of the early morning, just after the sun peeks over the neighbor’s house across the street. Shadows appear on the pine trees as we slowly make our way down the sledding hill towards the pond. The hill itself is shadowed as well, but the sun has lit up the pond and the trees and the meadows surrounding it. It’s a glorious day.