...Although it's still August and temperatures have been in the mid to upper nineties, and were that way even last night at 8pm, today I woke up to the unmistakable signs of the inevitability of fall in the way the air feels. It feels lighter and the light is clearer. It makes walking outside so very easy. But it brings with it the certainty of winter... and I die a little....
You know, I'm really learning to love cold weather over the last few years. There is something truly beautiful and peaceful about it - especially with snow. When I lived up north I started to think about how winter is is often linked with death, and began to hope that death would be so beautiful. I remember one day in particular when I was walking through a foot of snow to the train in Boston, thinking about death while looking at the snow. It was so peaceful and wonderful.
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