Life is the seasons of a year. It begins with the birth and rapid growth of Spring. Every creature racing about in discovery of what it means to be alive. Then Summer follows, long and warm. A season which seems meant to last forever, free of any hints of future’s chill. Summer turns to fall, with a sense of change in the air. The growing need for preparation driving us to store for Winter’s dark. Then it comes. Winter strikes with the fury of a great tempest. Cold, darkness, death, Even still, Spring is coming.