I felt that familiar chill this morning--both a physical and mental shudder--that comes with the realization that winter will be here soon. Leaves are changing, geese are flying in V's, and most of my garden is dead. I love Alaska, but the winters have begun to wear on me. I'd guess it's probably related more to the dark than the cold... at our worst, we get about five hours of daylight, and I'm not looking forward to the long dark this year.
I wouldn't consider leaving Alaska permanently, but Autumn is making me consider an itinerant lifestyle. I'm sure among my readers (heh! I have some gall, making that plural!) that there is someone that moves from season to season... do you like doing so? What unexpected challenges are there? Do you have a family? Do you just work one job and telecommute, or multiple jobs?
I am just thinking out loud... no solid plans yet. But, like Dan Quayle, I am a victim of my last conversation... if you argue strongly enough, you'll probably convince me.
