A Winter Rainbow

Winter has arrived in London. Nevermind that we haven't officially reached the winter solstice. Old man winter has unmistakably made his grand entrance! Two nights ago we even got that cold, white, fluffy stuff. It hasn't snowed in October in London since 1934, so it was as much a surprise to the rest of the city as it was to me. It didn't stay on the ground long, but it sure was beautiful to watch trickle down out of the quiet night sky. While I can't claim I do not miss the land of the eternal summer that we left behind, I am adapting to our new surroundings. This includes my wardrobe. Gone are the days of crop pants. My sun glasses are collecting a bit of dust. Sunblock will surely expire before any chance of use. I wonder if my swim gear will ever see the light of day. And I've even checked in my beloved collection of flip-flops. Amidst waving the white flag on all things summer I have discovered dressing for my new, colder climate can sometimes be fun. (Ask me on the other side of five or six months, and I'm likely to be singing a whole different tune!) And by trading in flip-flops for scarves, I have discovered a rainbow in winter!