A messed up sleep schedule left me unfit to drive this morning, so I'm at home now when I should be with my tigers. I went for a walk in the neighborhood.
Just a couple of weeks ago, despite the shorter days and the turning leaves, there was still a lot of summer left. Now, suddenly, it feels like winter. It's a cold, gray day with a few snowflakes and a wind that seemed to blow more through my soul than my adequate jacket. It will be four months before the world really starts stirring, and weeks beyond that before it really wakes up.
It's going to be a long winter.