Spring, Summer and Fall are too easy. There is always so much to do! I can go to the timber and cut more paths and get more bonfire wood. If the wind is up and can take Patches or Surprise sailing. I can take charlie for a walk (more like he can take me), I can head into the city on the weekends for a while and see what is going on with everybody. Evenings are filled with food, fires, and friends. But now comes winter. To cold for comfortable walks, fires are still doable as long as the wind stays down (which doesn't happen all that much) and sailing is out unless hypothermia becomes a trendy thing to experience. So now what? Winter blues a comin'. I used to snowboard but that was years ago when I was so much more, how should I say, not apt to break something. I love to read but have read everything I have. I could start writing again, I love to write short stories and was actually working on a short novel. It's my damn attention span to blame! I get bored with stuff so easily! So it goes.