Space Between

 

Anchor-town woke to snow falling on Sunday morning with enough accumulation to encourage the neighborhood kids to head outside and play. This snow did not stick around very long but the temperatures have remained cool as a constant reminder that we are officially in-between. In-between seasons. In-between wardrobes. In-between the light and the dark.

So what do I do with the space between now and the joys that the holidays bring?

All suggestions welcome. In the mean time I will enjoy the reminders of our glorious summer, and our extended autumn. The year 2020 hasn't been all bad. 

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Quiet Evenings

 

The evenings have been quiet, and the sun sets a little bit earlier each evening. Perfect for journaling and keeping gratitude close at hand.   

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Autumn!

 

Our lovely summer has passed into a beautiful autumn. The changing of the seasons in the northern hemisphere can be abrupt, so when there is an unusually prolonged transition from summer to fall, we rejoice.

Saturday the clouds that loomed around Anchor-town were indigo in color and heavy with moisture, carrying with them whispers of winter. The upper Chugach Mountains are now covered in termination dust (a snow layer that signals the termination of summer) but here in the lower elevation of Anchor-town we are still watching and waiting for that first snow.

Until the snow flies enjoy the crisp air of the changing season. Write home. Register to vote. And hug those you love.

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