Shortest Days of the Year
The days are short and getting shorter, all around me nature is getting ready to take a good long nap till spring. The grass outside my window is various shades of brown with some patches green, fighting valiantly to stay alive. Most of the birds are gone and so are the leaves. The stark beauty of the exposed branches reveal the shape of the tree and the grey mountains beyond. I don’t mind the cold as long as I can at least have the sun. That’s what keeps me going in January. Through the tail end of November and most of December though, all I want to do is hibernate, especially when it is raining.
LoL by: two_kittehs