Oppressive Skies (A Testimony of Seasonal Affective Disorder and Grace)

This is one of those days... The sky looks like one endless slab of slate and it's hanging low, barely hovering above the tops of the mountains.  There is steady drizzle.  Just enough to be annoying because there is no speed setting for the windshield wipers to adequately deal with it.  Either my vision is... Continue Reading →

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