This morning I woke up to rain. Dark, cold, wet to your bones rain. Rain that makes everything feel damp, like the ocean spitting on you when your on a boat and the only thing that will warm you up and dry you out is a fire crackling in the hearth.
I love fall... those crisp, cold days where you can see your breath and you have to bundle up with a scarf and a touque and a warm woolen coat and when you're hacking your horse she's looking like a fire-breathing dragon.
But not today, today was one of those days you put on your rubber boots and your rain jacket and you embrace the weather because it will prevail.