Your mulling insights on this turning of the year we are presently experiencing reminds me of something a friend's grandmother told her "growing old isn't for sissies"
Death and birth and death and birth . . . Winter frost giving way to new green shoots. Everything gobbling everything, sometimes so very slowly our human senses cannot detect it. Ah life.
Your mulling insights on this turning of the year we are presently experiencing reminds me of something a friend's grandmother told her "growing old isn't for sissies"
Death and birth and death and birth . . . Winter frost giving way to new green shoots. Everything gobbling everything, sometimes so very slowly our human senses cannot detect it. Ah life.
Ah. Thank you.
Beyond words beautiful. Especially "you in others." Have always loved that in Dr. Zhivago. It took me a while to begin to understand it.