The wind itself was dipped in ice this morning. We're snuggling more, making hot tea, and leaning towards turning on the heat this afternoon. There's something about October. Whether it's the hush the world falls into, or the smell of camp fires in the air, I love it. I love every month that feels like a new beginning, which is probably broader than you think. Also, I got the break out my Eskimo jacket this month, so win-win.