“As wave is driven by wave And each, pursued, pursues the wave ahead, So time flies on and follows, flies, and follows, Always, for ever and new. What was before Is left behind; what never was is now; And every passing moment is renewed.” ― Ovid, Metamorphoses
The temperate fall weather is on its way out. The dogs are restless so we go up to the meadow to stretch our legs and see what we can find. Despite the apparent brown-ness of everything, there’s a surprising array of colors, and endless, endless textures.
Did you have a grand view of the Supermoon last night? I mistakenly thought it was on Saturday night, and even posted a pic on Facebook. That boooby-trapped my sister out in California, who also posted a pic. We opined that the moon didn’t look particularly super. It wouldn’t be the first time I made …Read More
I was looking at December posts from the past, and came across this one. It’s all still so true–especially the warm weather. (Though we were invited to a very lovely, smallish wedding this year!) As winter approaches, do you find yourself hibernating? It’s that time of year. Well, it’s that time of year, too. But what …Read More