This Is the End

It’s 8:30AM, 1 December 2006, and I’m standing outside of our house, bike on my shoulder, wearing shorts and t-shirt, and I’m not cold. Not even chilly, really. I didn’t bother to look at the weather forecast, so I guess that it’s close to 70 degrees. It isn’t sunny, but there is a sliver of orange on the eastern horizon, and patches of blue in the blanket of white and gray.

But it will not last.

A cold front will move through the city today, bringing first rain, then wind, then cold. Winter cold. Temperatures in the 30s. A bit of snow (though, thankfully, considerably less than the rest of the country). Winter shall arrive. We can only hope his stay will be brief, and mild.