By Karin Krisher
It’s definitely winter here in Vermont. The air’s bite is actually louder than its bark due to the wind chill coming from Lake Champlain, and the snow is crunching underfoot. We’ve got mittens and boots and an amalgam of immune support supplements in our coat pockets, but there’s something about winter people don’t always talk about—the blues.
Who can blame us for getting a little down when the sun is still sleeping when we get into the office, and already tucked in bed behind the mountains by the time we leave? The black days and the frigid air just don’t make for a smiley environment.