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.