What a lousy New England day. Winter can have its down-right depressing days, but today is the gloomiest of the doomiest - wet with heavy rain, fog, a bone-frightening chilly dampness, portraying the drolliest of ghoully glums. However, at least, tomorrow I won't be shoveling a foot or more of snow, whcih could have been the alternative. So, what does one think about on days like this? The economic status of our society - gosh, hope not, for that could pulverize one with depression - days like this were not built for economic or political chats. But then, the stock market has been doing pretty good...alas, still not a subject to toy with. I do have a Red Hat Tea today, which is always fun - a great lady, named Bonnie, always does a nice job, and we will be inducting four new women into the group. Then tomorrow, at our church, we will be having a special thank you for a terrific woman, named Ute. And if I really wanted to look on the bright side of life, everyday stays lighter longer and is one day closer to get back into my garden - so I guess, overall, even though the world is a gastly ghost, life goes on within the invisible veil.