Sometimes i forget there is beauty out there beyond this keyboard. There is beauty in such simple things. It was night, far to late for anyone to judge. I found the biggest snow pile i could, and climb to the top, husky in the lead. Together we just sat at the top for a moment, like children playing king of the mountain. The cold wind reminding me am alive, and the warmth of a dog that loves me. Silent and cold, my favorite time of night, only the occasional car down the highway to remind me that anyone else is even alive. The beauty of it all warmed my heart at a time i needed it.