This morning's walk was after a night of snow that laid cover to all the old tracks. As I was walking, I was thinking that making tracks through fresh snow is like moving from the old year into a new one - venturing into the unknown with the goal of moving forward one step at a time. I have lots of notebooks, journals, sketchbooks and yes, even a book specifically for GOALS. All of these are mostly blank because, in my mind, I am going to become a daily journaller, note-taker and sketcher, in reality, I may last a week before life takes over and the book moves from the bedside table to the desk, and eventually into the bookshelf. Every once in a while, I will pull one of these books out and