Yes, they are here. Soon they will attempt to eat my brain. Over the next five months they will build their forces relentlessly. One by one they will occupy every open space, push under doorways that were slightly ajar or have bad weatherstripping.
They will try to steal our brains by means of freezing our flesh. And only through wearing the appropriate armor and huddling with other besieged members of the tribe in the lee of the wind will we triumph over their onslaught.
Finally the forces of light will bring a temporary fix in this northern clime, forcing longer days in between the little white zombies and my brain. But like a Romero movie, it never lasts and they will be back before we even know the wheel has turned again.
My only hope is to sharpen the blades of my beloved snow blower and charge them with the engine roaring and the discharge chute aimed downwind.
Pray for all of us, for it has come at last – Winter.
*(Then again, it’s supposed to be 50+ on Saturday, so the shorts and flip-flop look will be back in at the mall.)*