Syd and I have been through 12 winters together. We have seen worse than this one. Still though, as we age together...he looks at me....I think he is saying....next time can we pose for a painting at the beach? Syd and I are visualizing spring. We also have to get out into the light...Seasonal Affective Disorder is the latest mental disorder that they could come up with....in order to prescribe a drug ect...ect...ect. Syd and I need light. Light....lamp....enlightenment. I think somehow those words relate. We go towards the light.