The Joy of January: the slowness of winter without the holiday pressure

I know, I KNOW— it’s cold, it’s dreary, it’s mushy, and not as cold as it once one and that’s a bit worrisome, no? I write this note to you, dear reader, not to erase your hatred of winter, whether that hatred is personal or, for some, clinical (my seasonal affective friends). However, this something to tuck into your pocket and carry into the new year,…