Talk about the weather, it's what I do. It's the cliche conversation starter and to some a lame topic, but humor me if you will. Everybody knows there's magic in snow, and the rain in its turn makes everything grow. Calm skies is what I like, where I'm able to see a trees bare silhouette pressed against the moon as it hangs among the stars. I envy that bitch. I've been told my head is in the clouds, but I don't find that insulting, I dare to dream during the day and so be it. I never actually check the weather, I like to be surprised upon awakening, what type of day is it gonna be? I'll tell you, December and the last half of November, mother nature has been temperamental. Up and down, wet and dry, snowy and icy....we've had it all so far. This winter ought to be interesting, and I guess who you're talking about the weather with makes all the difference.