It was November and the grass was as green as ever at our Nova Scotia home. The pesky thistles were multiplying by the hour in the mild temperatures. I was able to take two long walks each day. The early setting sun was the only hint that winter was only three weeks away. On one of those mild evenings, I was scrolling through Facebook, you know, to see what was new. Who got a new car? Who sold their house? Who won the GOLDRUSH…