Winter already has a hold on the mountains. It is settling in. The leaves and the colors they contained a few weeks have long sense faded and fallen to the ground. Oh, a few linger in hidden places along the edges of the smaller streams. But in general autumn’s color no longer paints the hillsides with fall’s palette. Suddenly, the steel grays of winter have returned and reclaimed the land.

T. S. Elliott wrote, ” I read, much in the night, and go south in the winter.” Sort of a crazy quote but one that makes a lot of sense to me right now. I’m already hungry for spring and the beginning of a new life.

 

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