Autumn in the Rockies is entirely too short. Already the beautiful aspenglow has given way to biting cold nights, with brilliant sunshine during the day. When the wind isn’t blowing, people unfamiliar with Colorado are often amazed that we locals are out walking around in sweaters when it’s 20 or 30 degrees outside. It’s downright balmy to us on a calm, sunny day to stomp around in the snow without having to brace ourselves against the wretched wind. Alas, we do have more windy days than not. Fortunately, my house up here next to the Peak National Forest is against Sundance Mountain, which shelters it from the north and west. Most really bad weather comes from those directions. We certainly still get our feet of snow every season, but that mountain offers us a tiny respite from the bitter cold wind, for which I am always thankful.
Thanksgiving is coming entirely too soon. I’m writing like a mad woman, as The Gift is now on the schedule for November 2009, and I must have it finished by the end of the year. I’m excited about finally seeing this book in print. It’s been quite a stumbling block in my path for far too long, and it’s time to see it to fruition.
For what are you thankful this season?