Once upon a time At my age you don’t expect to learn something new, at least not every day. However I am learning something new every day. Granted, it’s the same thing, but I learn it over and over with the same startled awareness. I look out at the lush green expanse behind my house, gazing with pleasure at everything growing, especially my locust, loving the spread of its branches, and at the same moment, or a moment later, I remember this is not really my green yard, and not really my tree. Mine to appreciate, to care for while I live, but I don’t really
Once again you got right to the heart of the matter. The one golden thing about aging is the luxury of having the time to notice beauty and be grateful for having those moments.
Hey, good looking! Hugs to you, Abby!
Thanks, Nan.
How perfectly charming ! Next time say “thanks you’ve made my day !”
Love this! You make my day! Thank you!
thanks.
Thank you.
Talk about a sweet moment. Thanks, Abby.
Thank you, Rona.
Once again you got right to the heart of the matter. The one golden thing about aging is the luxury of having the time to notice beauty and be grateful for having those moments.
taking it all in with grace and acceptance. it still feels good, doesn't those words -"hey good luckin'"
It did feel good, yes. He seemed like a real sweetheart. Felt good all the way home.
Loving these daily moments with you!
thank you. it's fun here.