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The winter sun, always low in the sky, glints across the tops of the trees as it dips behind the ridge. The ground hides the subnivean life below and reflects the last blue of the sky before dark. In this peaceful moment, we feel the pull of hibernation. And yet, in the distance, the riotous, inviting warmth of sun on the white bodies of the Aspen calls to us. Do we push through the deep snow in pursuit of the light? Or do we stay content in the stillness of this moment?
