In Nashville, as the evening casts its long shadows, the air holds a chill at 3.2°C. The overcast sky stretches endlessly above, a great dome of monochrome, as a persistent wind moves at 16.7 kph, rustling through barren branches and whispering of winter’s presence. There has been no rain today, the ground beneath remains dry and untouched by any precipitation.

Earlier today, the temperature reached a brisk high of 6.9°C, while thermometers are expected to drop to a frosty low of -4.6°C as the cover of night draws near. The wind has been playful, occasionally gusting up to 20.7 kph, enough to tug coats tighter and hasten steps. The consistent overcast condition brought a ceiling of grey that muted the landscape, and it promises to linger through the night. There is an expectation, an almost certainty, that not a drop will mark the pavements tonight, as the chance of precipitation remains steadfast at zero percent.

No weather warnings mar the smooth scroll of the forecast, leaving the inhabitants of Nashville to their quiet, untroubled routines. Yet, the cold is a subtle herald of change, a whisper to prepare and nestle into warmth as the city waits, beneath the overcast sky, for the promise of another day.