“The way the muted colors of the rainy November landscape have created a perfect color palette. The way tinder catches fire in a wood stove and cracks and pops. The way it feels to wake up warm in a sleeping bag. The way the Summer heat bakes your freckled shoulders and your fingertips have the dried sparkles of fish scales from the minnow bucket. The way a loon call at dusk is the most perfect sound in the universe.”
