I spent the weekend at a slightly remote cabin, with no nearby town lights. And no moon.

Although it was about -20C, I was unaware of the cold as I took off my gloves and lost myself in trying to capture the stars, so I could share the beauty of the stars.

It is only after I return indoors, this time to the transcendent and superlative warmth of a wood stove, that I realize my skin is icy cold despite snow pants, parka, ear muffs and warm hat. Transported, when I experience stars. Other worldly.

So here are Orion and Ursa Major or The Big Dipper.