When I anticipate significant days on the Jewish calendar, what does it for me most is the weather. Perhaps that’s why I sense a distinct incongruity on Asarah B’Teves: Churban, destruction, in the winter? Churban is for Tammuz and Av, the dense heat reminiscent of the destructive smoke that decimated the Mikdash. Fasting over the imminent destruction of Bayis Rishon in the midst of a snowstorm strikes me as odd.