Eighty-Four Years of Bouillon
Aches and Pains

Farewell January

My friend Valerie claims that I once said, “Why can’t June last as long as January?”  It’s true—the summer months do fly by.  But for us on the Eastern Seaboard, this has been a January to remember for its mild temperatures and lack of snow.  We have watched the Mid-West deal with severe winter weather, while we have rain.  The runners along the Charles River are still mostly in T-shirts. 

As a recovering knee-replacement person, I have been able to walk outside without fear of black ice. And now, it isn’t pitch black outside when I wake up in the morning.   But I don’t want to celebrate too soon—February is a day longer this year and we have no idea what it has in store for us.


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