The scent of grilling kefta sausage takes me immediately back to Greece, where my friend Fred and I travelled together as college...

Ok, I have to admit that I am a little bit of a plant nerd.  Not as bad as my neighbor, Mike, but bad enough to get glassy-eyed looks when I get going about some of my favorites. 

The Cold is close, so near, pulling the very air from the air, making all tight, taut.  It caresses, nuzzles, sliding fingers into...