Tuesday, after I had voted, I came down with Lyme Disease. The nation came down with worse. How we deal with the next four years, how we heal, remains to be seen; but I take comfort in art like this. While it proposes no grand solutions, it enables us to cherish even the waning of the year. We must each find ways within our spheres to live our ideals, to practice art, to love nature, to nurture one another even if it means continuing to go into the woods where there are deer ticks.