In Like a Lion; Out Like a Lamb
Sometimes it seems as if the grip of winter will never let go. Every venture out-of-doors requires bundling up–again. Coat, hat, scarf, gloves, boots. Ice on the sidewalks–again. Shoveling snow–again. The waiting-room carpet is a dirty disaster–again. Cars are filthy and cry for maintenance–again. Taxes are due–again. Hassle. Hassle. Hassle. The gray skies of winter