Many brilliant realizations came to life on that hunt, as I finally opened my eyes to the splendor of nature around me, rather than indulge in the digital distractions of Facebook, Twitter, text messages and email. The sparkle of the fresh snow laying upon the swamp grass was like a carpet of diamonds pocked with cloven hoof prints crisscrossing this way and that. I marveled at a woodpecker blazed with a red mane streaming down his back, as he smashed, battered, and beat an old dead tree into submission. The squirrels morphed from an annoyance into marvelous entertainment, as a pair of bushy tails took turns leaping back and forth from one gnarled oak branch to the next. I took in a landscape layered in a depth of beauty that I rarely noticed before.