With only one month left in the season,
winter has finally arrived.
The air has been misty with fine snow
all afternoon, and all I've wanted
to do is curl up on the couch
with a cup of coffee and a good book.
It's not so much hibernation as it is a state of torpor.
I just stare into space, waiting for the air
to become warmer, as the Earth and
myself become rested and renewed.
I'm already anticipating spring.