While running errands this weekend it occurred to me that humankind has its own form of hibernation. Front porches now stand empty - rocking chairs, tables, and wall decorations having been moved into storage. Likewise backyard decks are now empty platforms. Homeowners have abandoned outdoor living, moving their lives behind curtained windows.
Behind those curtains, fires blaze in wood stoves and fireplaces, soups simmer in five quart pots, and beds are covered with flannel sheets and down comforters.
It is humankind's acknowledgment that nature still rules supreme. While we cannot sleep the months away as the bears do, we can still snuggle in our dens once our workday obligations are complete.
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