How To Hold On in Hard Times
Preserving your mental health when the world is on fire

The spring house stood at the far end of the drive, halfway to the barn. It sheltered just at the base of a steep hill, like a tin-roofed entry to some subterranean domain. And in a way, that’s exactly what it was: a wooden shelter over great, granite stones the shape and size of a large bathtub. Water bubbled up there…