The last of the Halloween decorations have been packed away & are ready to be brought down to the dungeon. Now is when the foul funk sets in. The winter doldrums will soon have me firmly within its clutches - oh the impending doom of what the season brings...the cold...the constant grayness...the lack of life...the nothingness.
Yeah old man winter, that's what you are to me.
* raspberries to you sir, long, noisy, wet raspberries! *