This is a wonderful passage from "The Center of Winter" by Mayra Hornbacher.
She is discussing winter in Minnesota...
"All the seasons here in the north move toward their own end, except winter, which moves toward its center and sits there to see how long you can take it. Spring twitches impatiently in its seat like a child wanting to go outside, straining toward summer, and summer, all lush and showy, tumbles headlong toward the decay of fall. Fall comes and goes os fast it takes your breath away, wrriving in brocades of red and gold and whipping them off in only a few weeks, leaving a landscape asetic, stunned with loss."
This is much better than my favorite passages from "War Morality and Autonomy" -- which I read today....
Later it will be some other book on just war theory...
the good news is that we had an amazing breakfast at Maggie's in downtown Steamboat -- then I had a good long nap.
Tonight we'll have spaghetti and probably watch House -- 'cuz I LOVE House.
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