A new year always offers a fresh start. A couple of friends and I have an annual tradition of making the trek in the early morning to see the very first sunrise of the new year. It beats a hangover hands-down. This one will go down in the books as totally epic. At -7 degrees (real feel - 22). A wall of clouds resting on the water. A haze of wispy air hovering over the rolling waves. And pure glory peeking over the top. Though the photo doesn't do it justice, 2018 gifted us with a stunning beginning. Truly, God's handiwork is epic.