Prelude to a winter

Miles hopes the approaching winter will not be one of discontent.
Miles hopes the approaching winter will not be one of discontent.

Autumn slept in late along Colorado’s Front Range, but it woke suddenly this morning, its hasty gusts swirling and scattering recently raked leaves.

The fading hues of fall.
The fading hues of fall.

The sky faded from blue to gray in seeming time-lapse. The mercury in the thermometers dropped as if transmogrified to lead, sinking more than 40 degrees in six hours.

A battalion of clouds rolled in, firing first a brief volley of frigid rain, then unleashing a hectic barrage of snow that lingered into the early evening. The huskies whined and pressed their noses to the window, anxious to join the fray.

But the fall storm proved mostly bluster, a mere foreshadowing of winter. One could not even mold a snowball to launch at the modern carpetbaggers already complaining of the cold.

Anne Bradstreet, from a meditation both divine and moral: “If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.”

Reese always welcomes winter.
Reese always welcomes winter.

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  1. Beautifully written, as always. We are having a mild and extended autumn; heating still off; some days of shirt sleeves. But there are lots of berries on the holly bushes, and that is said to be the sign of a cold winter.
    Maybe better cold than wet. The widespread floods caused by climate crisis each year are scary and destructive.


    1. I had never heard that about the berries! I’ll be paying more attention to the holly bushes on our walks and hikes in the coming days. It has been a warmer-than-usual fall here so far, but the mountains have been capped with snow for weeks (a couple of ski areas have already opened, with the help of some man-made powder).


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