Happy wintry Sunday morning. A fact about me is that, while I recognize lots of people hate it for good reason, winter is my favorite season. The darkness is tough, yes, and it always takes me a while to get used to it being dark outside before I’m even hungry for dinner, but there’s nothing like the stillness of a winter evening, and the smell of the crisp, cold air. Not to sound too much like a Hallmark card, but being inside so much has made me appreciate the quiet hush of a silent world even more. Even if you’re a winter- and darkness-hater, I encourage you to take a solitary stroll one of these evenings and just drink in the quiet.
Mariners Moose Tracks, 12/6/20: Mitch Haniger, Ryon Healy, RIP Mike Lander
