The older I get the more I look forward to the spring and summer. Fall is a welcome relief from the hot summers here, and winter is now appreciated more as a prelude to spring than for it's own merit. I'm trying to adjust my perceptions and feelings in order to give proper respect to each season, and am making some progress. I worked in the yard last Sunday when the high was only 31 degrees and it was quite invigorating. I'm remembering some of the good times I've had as a child playing outside in the cold, and also working outside cutting firewood and other winter chores when I was living in a home without central heat or air, enjoying almost every minute of it.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Farmer's Market
Friday, January 1, 2010
New Year's
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)