It’s the quiet time now. The weather is turning, the nights are long and the temperatures low. The air positively snaps with the promise of storms ahead, and I’m truly not looking forward to it.
But what can I do? What can anyone do? The weather is the weather, the seasons are the seasons, the planet is bigger than any of us and we might just as well get used to it.
Well, there is something we can do. We can haul a little memory from our memory bag – perhaps something a little like this:
It’s just a little mountain thing from this past spring, but it appeals to me.
A lot more than what’s going on outside right now anyway.