This weekend, this very Saturday, something happened… Something changed… Something began.

Temperatures were in the thirties, a cold wind was blowing, thats right, ladies and gentlemen — I wore my jacket.

And you might not think that was strange, but remember. I live in Texas. And winter has finally  come.

Don’t let it fool you. When winter hits Texas, it’s a unique experience. We don’t have the normal progression of summer passing to fall, passing to winter, etc. Instead, we have an oppresive summer — no fall at all, until Winter rears back and begins a long and bitter war with summer. This weekend was Winter’s opening salvo in this year’s struggle. We can expect two more months of alternating weather patterns — one day, full on Winter, the next, Summer fights back and pushed temperatures back into the 80’s. They will alternate as control shifts from one to the other in bitter competition. Not till early January will Winter finally take control of the Lone Star State.

I welcome the war. It’s long, and fraught with peril, but Winter is my favorite of all seasons. The Annual War of the Seasons is officially begun… and I say bring it on!