A Cloud of Sadness One of the most “centered” people I know — a winsome young lady whose good cheer promised better times when our entire extended family was feuding — confessed to being bewildered by a cloud of sadness descending on the world. She’s not alone. The Weinsteins, on their DarkHorse Podcast, recently wondered which author..
Otters. Lake Otters, to be precise. “There’s a story,” my wife said, “about some swimmers who had to fight them off coming out of the lake.” She let this sink in. I didn’t listen to the rest of the encounter as she Googled the article and recounted details for the extended family. I just processed..