We’re a week into spring, but winter wanted a farewell party, I suppose. The wind is howling and the rain falls sideways. Hail scatters like buckshot off the windows. The power has been out once already this evening, and we’re all expecting it to go off again.
But it’s September. We know this won’t last. We know that, no matter how cold the wind might blow, when the sun comes out tomorrow, it will be warm on our faces. We can, instead, enjoy the comforts of winter one last time—a blazing fire, a cup of tea, an excuse to do nothing but curl up with a book.
Farewell winter. See you next year.
3 thoughts on “The Last Hurrah”
Just as you are bidding farewell to winter, and looking forward to Spring and all that she brings with her, we in the Northern Hemisphere are saying farewell to Summer, and preparing for colder weather and shorter days. Autumn is a wonderful, often overlooked season – crisp golden days walking in woodland, harvesting fruit, crops and nuts – and like your wonderful photo, enjoying snuggling up in front of a fire with a cat and a book for company.
Yes, autumn can be lovely for all that. Though there’s no snuggling up with the cat in my picture–humans are beneath his notice unless they are feeding him or opening a door for him. 😉
Sounds exactly like our cat!
LikeLiked by 1 person