A sunset--but this is just how the sky looked this morning (didn't have a camera) I woke up hours before the sun rose. It was pitch black out and about 10 degrees F. I pulled on my thermal running pants, a thermal shirt, a down vest and a reflective heat parka, a heat-tech wool hat, and double layer pair of gloves. On my head, I put a 150watt head lamp and with my hiking shoes, headed out into the cold, my breath coming out as great puffs of white. I met a dear friend and together we climbed 1500 feet to the top of a mountain of a hill behind our houses, Milly's Mountain a fellow hiker once told us, in the darkness. We talked about the world we live in, the one we hope for, and how we get to choose our hard. We got to the top and stopped and turned around three-sixty. The mountains to the east, Lone Peak, Pfeifferhorn, Box Elder, were perfectly outlined in the pinking sky. Salt Lake City Valley sparkled and twinkled to the north of us and...