The leaves are turning and there's a chill in the evening air. It's still dark as I make my way to work on Saturday mornings. We have Halloween and Christmas displays at work. Harriet and I say "Ohh I can't wait for winter" about thirty times a day. We've been drinking hot chocolate like it's going out of fashion and we're going to have pumpkin soup this week. I can't wait to get out the hot water bottles and the Christmas decorations and thick warm socks. Winter, I hope you're a cold one.