We are now on the downside of Fall in Cleveland, and we have months of cloudy, rainy, snowy, dreary weather to look forward to. It makes every sunny day (for example, most of today) a blessing. I find that as I get older I am less able to cope with Cleveland’s winter dreariness. I am beginning to wonder if I am afflicted with Seasonal Affective Disorder and its accompanying seasonal depression. I do feel better on sunny days. Perhaps a discussion with my doctor is in order.