This photograph was taken after the coldest 24 hours I have ever spent at home. Our furnace died on one of the coldest nights this week and a replacement did not come until a day later. The morning the technicians arrived to install our new furnace, I was eating breakfast, bundled in the warmest clothes I own. I glanced up from my cereal bowl, looked out the window into our front yard to see the last leaf remnants on our tree brilliantly illuminated by the rising sun. I dashed outside with my camera and took a few shots before Mr. Pruitt, from Stone Mountain Heat and Air, wandered around to see what I was shooting. His presence completed the picture.