"Can't Get ANYwhere"

A counterpoint to an earlier panel ("Got There"). Reminds me of the formal job description of my former Ranger gig: "The work is performed in settings in which there is regular and recurring exposure to moderate discomforts and unpleasantness." Which, come to think of it, could actually include the bathroom too.
Here it is, almost the end of January, and we finally got a second round of precipitation that is sticking around in the near-zero temps. Relatively balmy, as I'm still cultivating an obsessive fixation on monitoring the unending weeks of -40's (or lower) in the Interior. 
But it sure is peaceful here in the morning, beautiful clear skies make for some absolutely gorgeous sunrises. I was contemplating this while laying on my back in the driveway yesterday morning, after slipping on the mini-glacier that currently coats the driveway while shoveling the snow from around the pickup. Very peaceful indeed.