Ah … January.
[This morning — video by Amy]
My mother always said she LOVED the lowery skies of winter.
My hometown is among the “gloomiest” in the continental United States, with an average of 206 cloud-filled skies per year, so she was either lucky to live here — or, more likely — a realist. She learned to love what she already had.
Me? Not so much. I st…