By Jiminy Cricket, it is.
A little something for that day when you know it's finally, fully winter; dark early and everything hurts just a little more when you whang it on something.
"In the Cold, Cold Ground"
...
When the road's washed out
They pass the bottle around
And wait in the arms
Of the cold cold ground
...
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Remember, today is also the earliest early dark. From now on, sunset gets later, albeit slowly at first. So it's really the beginning of summer.
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