You could look at January this way: cold, dark, anticlimactic after the holiday hubbub. Or, you could look at January this way: refreshing, beautiful, magical. I’d be willing to bet that anyone who chooses the latter is someone who gets out there and has fun outdoors in the winter.

Do you ever suffer from TMOYMS -- Too Much On Your Mind Syndrome? I do. It manifests itself in various ways, all of which make you look like an idiot. It’s driving away from the Dunkin Donuts drive-through without waiting for your change. It’s putting a box of rice away in the refrigerator.

I would cheerfully walk for 10 miles if sun-warmed, wild blueberries were at the end of the trail. Fortunately, in New Hampshire we don’t have to walk that far, but it helps if we walk in an upwards direction.

Herbert Welsh, seasonal resident on Lake Sunapee, died nearly 75 years ago at the admirable age of 89. As is the case with ardent conservationists, Welsh’s contributions to the people of New Hampshire have survived him.