A short commentary on the light this time of year.
Something I wrote when we had some freakishly early winter about a month ago.
A moody bit of poetry for today, very Sunday in November.
The content of this is rather obvious. Fun with acrostic poetry!
Can’t help feeling a little gloomy this time of year.
My own communication with those forces, now that NaNoWriMo is upon us again.
Posted when this month is reaching its end.