Winter is coming, but in the meantime I am thoroughly enjoying the long bout of sunshine. Strange how quickly time flies as you get older. I have learned that I already value little things like enjoying a rose more so than when I was in high school. I like thinking about life and taking moments to breathe and reflect…I sound pretty basic and cheesy but you know what I mean. It’s what makes me not afraid to be elderly someday: the amount of wisdom and history within an old mind is staggering and I can’t imagine what it must be like to have experienced more years than most people.
What this has to do with winter approaching is simply that this is the time of year when I want to be cozy and walk through the changing trees and be melancholy and to love it.
barefoot mangoes 