It’s the Little Things

Last winter was… rough around these parts. The temps were abnormally low. Cloud cover was the norm. Snow and ice lingered. School closings were so commonplace, the local kids had perhaps two weeks of normal attendance between December and March. Deprived of the sun, unable to feel productive, stalled in any professional endeavor that required travel, I came face-to-face with winter depression.

The last time that happened, my son andIwere living poor on a rural farm. Transportation was difficul...