One of my VERY favorite months.
There's a warm and cozy fire in the fireplace.
The house is quiet.
I nudged myself into my sneakers and went for a run this morning, even though they were cold, because I kicked them out into the frosty night when I found out that I'd stepped in dog poop while trick-or-treating with the crew. Probably 3rd commandment karma.
The Segullah pressure was on, and BEHOLD! I opened my brother's blog post in my email inbox this morning.
Look what came of it.
Thanks for having my back, Zach.