Let it snow.

Already.
Somehow.
The seasons of spring, summer, and fall have passed.  This enormous lake openned up, the world turned lush and green, and I ran and hiked and swam and rode.  I gardenned and danced and watched two of my best friends get married.  I have photographs and songs and poems and cookies to show the passage of time. 
And already.
Somehow.
The snow has begun to fall.  Gently but urgently, as though it has been waiting long enough, and now it is time.  Time to stop and turn inward.  I am both nervous and curious about what this winter will bring.  So many months of cold and snow, limited travel and hours of darkness.  This is the time that truly distinguishes the north.

Let it snow :)