It's 4:30 pm and its pitch dark outside...
Winter makes her presence felt. She is cold and eerie. In the morning I watched the sun battle her for almost three hours. He was fighting a losing battle. She was powerful and in rage. Not only did she envelope him in despair, she celebrated her supremacy with her other friends- torrid wind and lashing rain. They were earthbound and met her on the way.
I think she's pretty cool. People think she can be a mean b**** though...
But there is a lil' bit of that in all of us, I would think.
:)
