Everywhere I've lived, people say "Well, you know what they say: if you don't like the weather, just wait 15 minutes, 'cause it'll change!"This place is no exception. It's Saturday morning, the last day of Daylight Saving Time this year. It's cloudy, and it is dark. I went outside to see if Venus was around, but clouds are scattered in this part of the valley. There's a south wind, much warmer than the previous couple days. Yesterday at noon there was still ice on the river (where the sun hadn't reached the shallows).
Today, for the second time, I'll finish the "Harry Potter" series. Hard to imagine western storytelling without it. Just ten years ago, a poor, unknown author was finishing up the first chapter about an orphan boy who didn't know he was a wizard. The bulk of the whole story was laid out and thought through, which is only partly why it's so good. It's remarkable to think she used her initials because her publisher worried about a woman not being marketable to boys. Then again, nobody wanted to back Peter Jackson's "Lord of the Rings" movies because they didn't know if that could be profitable. Ahh, experts.
So "Harry Potter" will finish today, and the front windows will be replaced in a couple hours. What hesitation in typing that sentence! What trepidation, challenging fate to ignore the appointment!
I feel completely unprepared for winter. The wood stove is in and working beautifully. I need to get studded snow tires for the Honda. And we need a 4wd. And to figure out a way to protect both from the weather. And wood -- we need more wood, and a dry spot to store it.
I want winter. I want deep snow and cold. But I've procrastinated and now we're in November and it could happen any time.
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