Winter

"air is grey and the fires are burning" etc etc.
In May one can sort of pretend that it isn't really winter, the memory of summer and autumn is still recent, like a fading sunset.
In June the fact that it is winter is inescapable. Get up in the dark, just about come home in the dark. Clear blue skies mean frosts and cold. In summer after netball or soccer my drink bottle is empty before I get home. Now I barely have to refill it after two or three games.
I do like some aspects of winter. I just can't think of them right now.