I took this photo a number of weeks ago, when the trees were changing colours and the grass was starting to lose it's lustre.
As I sit here, large snowflakes are tumbling past my window. I can't see the ground from this angle, but I imagine it's much different than this.
Today I start playing Christmas music. It only seems fitting with the first snowfall of the year. The holiday season is starting.
But I feel alone.
It's an odd feeling. Like I should be experiencing this time with someone else - family, friends, anybody.
But I'm sitting by myself in my apartment staring out the window. There's nothing wrong with being by myself, except this feels like a sort-of-magical-moment and I wish I didn't have to experience it alone.
Maybe it's the Christmas music making me emotional.
Or maybe it's the snow.
Or maybe it's that I still don't have snow boots and I need to go get groceries.