I am fully aware that the changing of the seasons affects moods and psychological well-being in a negative way (going into Winter). And yet, as the days grow cold and grey, and the winds bite like wolves, I’m filled with a sense of impending excitement. Not just snow and ice, but warm cider and bundled-up nights listening to vinyl on the near horizon.

It was blindingly fast, the transition from Fall to Winter. Last week it was in the 60s, and today on my way to church, it was in the 30s. The leaves are all gone, and in their place the bare skeletons of the trees. The sky has turned to clouds and rolling grays. It’s a wonderful time of year.

Soon enough it’ll be an icy wonderland out here in the mountains, and I can’t wait.

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