I have to admit this was a challenging weekend. One storm after another, a bit overwhelming at times. A long, beautiful and cold winter. But the wonderful thing about storm is that the end, and the earth never seems brighter or more peaceful.

After the darkness, light.

After the storm, calm.

After loneliness, love.

After fear, hope.

After the night,

the morning.

There is beauty in everything,

if you remember to look for it.