And then the Sun Moved in the Sky…..
By Frederick J. Blahnik
And then the sun moved in the sky…..
Barely, almost imperceptibly…..
But it did so over a period of months, not days…..
Like a burglar inching stealthily along a darkened hallway in the dead of night…..
Until, one day, it was hanging so low in the firmament that the air around me was stagnant and frozen…..
And my hands and ears cried out for protection against these newly aggressive, demonic temperatures…..
I glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall of our kitchen…..
And, to my surprise, November had come…..
Yes, November is here already, if you can believe that!!!
But I should have known this fact without having to consult a calendar…..
Because the sun in the sky now lies limp and disinterested only a stone’s throw above the southern horizon.
And then the sun moved in the sky…..
Barely, hardly at all…..
And November is here now…..
Carrying all the unsavory detritus that sorry month annually brings…..
Depressing, I know…..
Depressing as hell, yes yes, it truly is…..
But then I ask of you now:
With November currently thrust unwillingly upon us, can Old Man Winter—that mean, cruel, cold-hearted son-of-a-bitch–be stalking far behind???
