I hardly dare glance out my window.

Tiny (and sometimes not so tiny) white flakes whirl through the air. Round raindrops - in their quest to fall to the Earth's surface - have magically transformed into flat, paperthin, white objects that tend to stick to everything they touch, instead of dissolving into the ground like good little raindrops.

Yes, Winter is upon us. Seems it hasn't been that long since it's last showed its face, and if I recollect correctly, that was actually mid-June (here in La Pine anyway).

Those first days of the cold season are always a bit depressing to me. All's I want to do is make a roaring fire, curl up on the couch with a book, and get swept away into a place far, far away (preferably a galaxy with no snow). Yes, even at 9am.

But the mad carousel of life keeps spinning. So I better get my shawls, gloves, and warm jackets out - and embrace the snowy season. After I finish that book anyway ...

Winter is a time to slow down and relax. Kinda the time to hibernate in a way.