Thoughts on a December Night

You step out of the comfort of your modern well-heated vehicle into a cold December night. 

The evening is young but the sky is overcast with thick grey-brown clouds and the sun’s been long gone. That combination seems to erase the distinction between normally light-seeming early evenings and darker late nights. 

As you gaze up at the brown leaves of the majestic American Sycamore silhouetted in shades of grey and brown against the cloudy sky, a cool wind blows right against your face.  

The chilly feeling of the season imparts a slight menacing quality to the atmosphere. The darkness of the sky makes it seem mysterious. But it’s also enchanting. And strangely familiar and very strangely comforting. 

The evening inspires you - you find yourself resolving to enjoy this turn of season and make the most of its dark, mysterious beauty.