Not So Drab

Gray and dark. That’s Kansas City in January and February, when life becomes cold and colorless. It’s a struggle for me to make it through the drab period after the holidays until March, when the sweet smell of life returns. Sports, especially college basketball, becomes my refuge. So this unseasonably wonderful weather, characterized by pleasant breezes and sunshine, is very welcome. Trees remain leafless, landscapes still seem washed out, and daylight is scarce, but it still feels like we’re cheating precious days from this soul-sapping season.