In Kansas, 2011 started off cold but incredibly bright, the kind of bright that only a cold winter day brings. The sky isn't the same vibrant blue that you see in July or October, but there are no dark clusters of leaves to block the light, no clouds to blot the color. Its paleness seems wider against bare branches. The horizon stretches a little farther in a midwestern winter. It's a sky of possibilities.
So I sit here, looking out my picture window, past telephone poles and electrical lines, past the cars that pass here and there, through the web of empty branches. What can I achieve this year? How can I grow? Where can I make a positive difference?