Yesterday demanded that we manufacture our own light with fire, tea, and knitting.
Today requires that we manufacture our own warmth. I might try fire, tea, and knitting for that, too.
Yesterday required a lengthy search for firewood deep within the tarped pile, where the rain had not yet completely penetrated.
Today I shall try to bring it in as fast as possible, before it takes on a fluffy (wet) coat.
Hunker down, hibernate. Regenerate. Rest.
I love this time of year.