Here is a link to my latest in the Lakeville Journal, readable with free registration. Fair use excerpt:
"I rise before the sun and come home in darkness. If I am lucky the stars are out and draw me up and out of my hunkered self for a few moments of grace in the driveway. Often, though, the day has passed in gray scale beneath a steel wool sky. Overcast days like these are soft and flat and cool and dull, without contrast or dramatic interest unless there has been a fresh snowfall.
I feel the winter clouds blocking out the sun, thick as laundry lint and hard as lead...."
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