First Fire of the Season
I am grateful to live in an area where I can experience all four seasons. Now sometimes I am not thrilled to experience all of them within a 24-hour period (which is possible here in the Midwest)... but I do enjoy the change every three months: the budding of trees in the spring, bringing hope in the form of rebirth; the warmth of the summer that lends itself to some much needed R&R; the color-filled autumn seen not only in nature but in the our cozy clothing; and finally the snowy winter months that magically transform a bleak landscape to one of sparkling purity.
Yesterday morning we awoke to temperatures in the mid-50s and a gusty breeze. This morning, the official thermometer read 17 degrees with a wind chill of 7! Now if it is going to be that cold, I would love to have a few flakes floating in the air, but I know that is coming.
In the meantime, I will light a fire, snuggle with the puppies, and sip a hot beverage. This won't last long... it is supposed to be 60 degrees by the weekend ... *sigh*