The weather was gnarly Wednesday morning — a fierce, howling wind coupled with continuous snow. It was also the morning of my second COVID vaccination appointment so there was no way to avoid going out in it. Later, I went out for a rather tentative, snowy walk in the Sandia foothills, and Mother Nature treated me to one of her finest sunsets. The clearing weather seemed to be a metaphor for my growing feeling of, if not full-on normalcy, a freedom I haven’t felt for over a year.
