In no way am I ready for the bluster of winter the deep freeze and the ceasing of all things green and growing
In no way am I prepared for endless days of cold the chill inside my house and the greyness of the skies for months on end
In no way am I ready and yet undaunted in the end I am unwilling to give up
Ugh - grey rainy days for days on end - and over my birthday too. Ugh again. This is one of those days when I wonder at the wisdom of leaving the warmth of Florida, and of California before that. This too shall pass.