Fall is here and winter is coming close. Rain drops stuck to every surface, everything becomes reflective. The days are short and dark, noses are cold and children pretend to be dragons when they see their breath. Somedays there is snow, but it doesn't stay. It warns us of what is to come, blankets us, and leaves again but we know it shall return. As we bundle in our layers, the world gets a little bit more sleepy. It is a time of waiting, anticipation for the deep cold. They always say, "the snow will stay after Halloween". I'm not ready for it yet.
