This is the type of day I like to walk. It was cold, but not bitterly so. The sun was warm on our backs even though the thermometer read -14. The temperature and texture of the snow was at the point where it squeaked and crunched as you walked. Certainly there is no way to sneak up on anyone when it's like this!

~The clearest way to the Universe is through a forest wilderness.

-John Muir