So now I move on to other projects awaiting me on my workbench. Blueberries all blew off the bushes during our windstorm last weekend. High bush cranberries and lingonberries await a frost to ripen them. Pink salmon lay decomposing and dying along the riverbanks. Bears fatten up. Hunters prepare to go out to fill their families' freezers. Logs are split, firewood is stacked. It is a time to brace for winter, stock the larders, insulate ourselves for the cold and dark that is to come.
Winter can be a time of isolation. But it can also be a time of gathering, coming in from the storm, hunkering up to the fire, listening to the stories and songs. Gather, gather in. Let's get ready.