If I were the kind of guy who gets drunk, today would be the day.
It is snowing outside.
Not a heavy snow, and it is not sticking, but snow nonetheless. Another Alaskan summer is officially over and it is time to dig out the snow shovels and put away the patio furniture and the lawn mower. This day always sucks.
On the bright side the first hint of freezing temps means that it is time to go hunting for the elusive and rare arctic hare.