There are a lot of things I could write about tonight… but honestly? I’m feeling rather pensive and mellow without any leanings one way or another. It’s been a crazy week, and I’m starting to settle back into my, already busy, normal routine.
I have to admit, following Samhain I always find myself feeling a little lost – not in a bad way. Just serenely pensive. And tonight is no different. The coming of the dark half of the year spurs a quiet mental preparation. A solemn adieu to the warmth and light that fills us so completely during Summer and Autumn.
Stepping out the door to walk the girl to school I was quickly chilled. Suddenly, my fleece (that yesterday, even out trick or treating at night, was plenty warm) just wasn’t enough. The wind whipped around me and drew my gaze upwards at the few snowflakes that braved a first meander from the heavens… melted before reaching my face. How they could disappear so quickly in such a brisk, frosty, breeze I’m at a loss to explain.
My gaze again settled on earthly things, like my daughter, waiting for me to lock the door so we could begin our promenade:
bow to your partner then join hands
together now, up one block,
cut through the park
throw some leaves, hide behind the trees
back together, hands held tight
look to the left, then the right.
across the street, now do-si-do
It’s a good thing I don’t call out instructions for a square dancing group… we’d all be in trouble. 😉 Anyway… it was a chilly walk. Seven blocks of runny noses and cold fingers (well, for me anyway. the girlie had mittens). I’m glad it’s only seven blocks. But if I learned one thing today, it’s that I need to put away our Summer and Autumn gear. It’s time for the heavy duty coats of Winter (though I’ll continue attempting to put off the scarves, hats, ski pants, and boots for as long as I can).
Welcome to November!