Every winter my life slows down. It is a welcome slowing in comparison to our very busy summers that bustle with markets throughout the midwest. We find ourselves home on the weekends now, sitting by the woodstove more, eating fresh bread right out of the oven with homemade butter, playing board games we received for Christmas and relaxing together (long exhale). This time is precious to me. Time slows for us in the winter and just for a few months there is nothing we have to