Cold.  It’s. Just. Plain. Cold.  Around -20 F, or -29 C.  I am trying hard to appreciate the day today, and the beauty is pretty lost to me.  The fire, and its heat, speaks to me in a very fundamental way on mornings like this.  There is nothing really very pretty at all in this photo, I know.  But the assignment was to find beauty, every day–and I congratulate myself on remembering it on a day I’d prefer to avoid.