Reynard would be hard pressed not to enjoy reminding other of past Winters. To him forgetting would be worse than grieving all over again, after all. It might not be a great service to Josh, but it is a small effort for Winter.

Permission granted to repeat his riddle, Reynard cheerfully jumps into reciting,
"A house for a five headed creature,
A tool that carves rock and earth,
A measure against misadventure,
A gift often owned from birth.
What am I?"