The Saddest Month

I’ve pulled out the down blanket, sweatshirts and boots. The skies have turned grey and windy and the forecast is for wet snow and 38 degrees this weekend! I know I just complained about the heat in Orlando so I have no right to say a word about this cold weather. But it comes so quickly without any gradual descent or warning. With the holidays behind us, we enter the month of Chesvan, or Mar, bitter, Cheshvan, called such…