The breathtaking beauty of the winter sky. Stars seem so close you need to duck your head to get under them. Looks like a giant tossed a bag of electric diamonds on a black velvet canvas. 

Jimmy Webb said "songwriters are in the same position as professional fisherman; old fishing grounds are getting fished out." 

An hour or two laying on your back will restock your grounds beyond belief.

I envy ancient man. Their imaginations must of been going 1000 miles a hour

while they gazed at the heavens. Heads swelling with wonder and mystery.