Cabin Fever Is Kept At Bay Through Art, Literature, and Meditation
One day looks like another, foggy and rainy, and a sky painted in a muted grey sky.
The need to be outside grows daily, to be sunkissed by the sun, breathe in fresh air, and twirl around with the promise of new growth. Yet, I open the door to wet, grey skies, and even my dogs are not into walking on the muddy ground and being sprayed with the frigid rain.
