Time flies by and it is the beginning of a new week, the week end sees like a distant, vague memory. The weeks swing around like the hands on a clock. It is Monday evening and I find my self in the same spot I was in about a week ago like no time has passed. But in between the days and hours are all the small things that make up a lifetime.For these things I give thanks.
After a busy, tiring day at work, a hot shower. A memory of yesterday, sun and warmth on a day that was supposed to be rainy. The time to be leisurely: to take a sleigh ride with people I love.Just sitting in the sun and soaking up the warmth which can be so fleeting in March, yesterday 50 today 4 more inches of snow.