Everything is cold here. Lakes and ponds are covered by sheets of ice. Cars take forever to heat up in the morning, plants have gone dormant and I actually started wearing a coat when I go outside. All we need is a snow to have a WinterWonderland. It is cold. Very, very cold!
Cold weather brings out my desire to roast turkeys, bake potatoes, and make pies. I am basically looking for any reason to use the oven. My husband loves the cookies and pies. I think he looks forward to these cold induced domestic urges all year long. My urge to bake is a brief season that lasts as long as a cold snap. Instead of calling this time of year, Winter; I propose naming it, Baking Season. What do you think? Would you name this time of year "Netflix Season" or "Football Season"?
We all go through seasons that aren't exactly determined by the calendar or even the weather.
Solomon wrote about this in Ecclesiastes 3:1-8