my FitBit vibrates at 06h30
it's still dark, and cold, but I slide out from the covers
like a mouse, careful not to disturb the sleeping cat
and creep upstairs.
i hear Bella snoring gently on the couch.
she stirs to the sound of a plastic bag with treats inside
and we head out into beauty
icicles hanging from power lines and trees
frosted in white, i trudge through a foot of fresh snow,
she pounces and prances, she raises her head
to show off a snout dusted with snow
this is why i wake up when it is still dark
and the streets are quiet
to see cold beauty