It is January, and Junebug Holler is just about frozed up solid. Junior now has his casts removed and can stumble around on a single crutch yet he, like most of us, prefers the indoors these days. That means things have been fairly quiet here. This gives us time to become depressed about the economy and the choice of presidential candidates.
I'm not sure that it is the lack of sunlight that gets folks down in winter. I think it's being cooped up inside with nothing much to do. Plus, IT'S DAMN COLD! Neither the heater in the Big Blue Wagon nor the furnace inside the Parker Estate seem to be able to break the chill. I'm just gonna go crawl under the covers and cry myself to sleep.
Stevie Joe Parker