Another New Year's Day. Heather...
Another New Year's Day. Heather sat in silence watching through her kitchen window as the new year dawned. The brightness of snow-covered night faded slowly into day's full light as the sun's first rays crept soundlessly over the horizon's distant rim. The world upon which Heather looked out was not the same as that to which she had bid farewell the night before. Yesterday's world had been a semi-solid mush of mud after too many days and nights of steady rain. Now it was transformed, shrouded in a white blanket that revealed little of the "real" world underneath.