I just came in from a couple of my favourite things; splitting firewood
and playing with my dog ( and no, the latter is not a sexual
metaphor). It's a spectacular morning. 2008 is going out in style.
You just don't get mornings like this at any point in the rest of the
year. Sunny winter mornings are like nothing else. And man do you
know you're alive when you feel that sun and you inhale that biting
cold, fresh air. And it's quiet. All I could hear was the bite of the
axe into the wood. To feel your body, to feel your muscles working,
your lungs filling with clean fresh crisp air...to be alive...all good,
all wonderful. Maudlin? Maybe. Simple? Certainly. But I'll take
maudlin and simple over bored and fancy any time. I take a lot of my life
lessons from that aforementioned dog. When he's running and chasing
his frisbee...nothing else matters. Chase your frisbees folks.


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