There are no boats running up the river, into the harbor, or out into the ocean this time of year. There may be snow and I don’t even have a proper pair of gloves. Despite this I am looking forward to our short trip to Portsmouth, NH this weekend. 

It will certainly be quiet but there will be great music, delicious food, wine, and beloved company. 

The amount of gratitude I normally feel is brought into sharp relief by my few discontents.