It's twelve degrees out and there's snow everywhere. Christmas commercials have officially begun their incessant advertising and local shops are already getting into the holiday spirit.
And yet it's not winter.
This time of year has always confused me.
We get snow the first of November and though we have Thanksgiving, a major holiday, we seem to breeze right through it in anticipation of Christmas.
But what confuses me more is that according to the calendar, it's still fall.
Wait, wait. It's fall? How can it be so when it looks like a picturesque Winter Wonderland?
Since it looks like winter but is still technically fall, I have decided to call this transitional period "winterfall."
It's the best of both worlds and it sounds an awful lot like Game of Thrones "Winterfell."
Anyhow, my closet is also in turmoil too because as much as I want to slip into those sparkly holiday tops and chunky Christmas cashmere sweaters, I know it's still a wee bit early, yet far too cold for autumn attire.
Maybe I could petition to make it an official season, provide us Alaskans with an appropriate set of clothes.
Who wouldn’t want a fifth season? Another season means another set of clothes, which means bigger wardrobe. And who wouldn’t want that?