It feels like fall has melted into place this year. Rather than winter biting into summer, causing me to be ornery and bitter toward the current axis of the earth.
Some years I feel like fall never really exists. And then I dread winter, I hate winter, and I wish winter away.
This year, I've come to terms with the shifting seasons and tilting planet.
I am not promising a permanent complacency, but only declaring my lack of hatred toward the diminishing hours of sunlight each day.
However, I am hoping my content attitude regarding the chilled air lasts for a few minutes longer.