The forest around me is covered in a thick blanket of snow, and the pine trees are so buried under the weight that their branches are buckled into curious shapes. Although it’s only mid afternoon, it’s dark already. The soft blue moonlight catches the ice crystals, making the snow sparkle like it’s been dusted with glitter.
Out here in the forest there’s no traffic noise, no beeping of horns, no bright street lights to wash out the night sky; instead there’s a ceiling of stars so bright they take your breath away, and a stillness that makes all your stresses disappear.