I am not a Sun person. Not by any means, never have been, never will be. I am a person of the Moon. I like the shadows, the mystery and the darkness, I like the night, the fog and the mist. To that end, I don’t care for bright and sunny weather either. I prefer grey skies and fog that lies over the land like a blanket shrouding all that is in mystery. I like the fall when things cool down and I can even shroud myself in a warm shawl or blanket. I love a day with grey skies and a breeze that is cool but not cold, a breeze that is comfortable and indecisive about which direction in which it wants to blow, like it’s trying to trick you.