Someday I’ll stop complaining about the cold and gray and snow. Today is not that day. I got brought down by another cold over the weekend, and the one time I ventured outdoors it snowed. More—possibly a lot more—is forecast for tomorrow night.
Winter hasn’t gotten to me this badly since the first one I spent in Michigan, now, eight years ago. Next year I’ll need to remember to schedule more travel during the cold months–preferably somewhere warm and green. For now, I keep trying to snap myself out of my funk with fresh flowers, cooking lots of fresh vegetables, and eating entire boxes of strawberries if I feel like it.