I rise from my warm bed on the first day of March. I shower and dress and walk down into the chilled air to open the gate to my property. It is a routine, yet it is a beneficial routine to rise and walk the land and see what this new day looks like.
I stop to admire the pattern formed in the ice coating a mudpuddle in the driveway on my way to the gate. Concentric rings of ice have formed along the edges of the water overnight, I am thinking that a series of freeze-thaw events have created this geode-like layering in the crystalline structure.
I pause in my purposeful walk to enjoy the beauty in a mudpuddle on a crisp March morning.
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