This crew is four generations of my maternal family.
From my walk yesterday, I loved this view.
This brisk windy morning met me with a strong percussive feeling as I walked. Normally I’ve approached exercise with the idea that I need to make the change forever– I need to be systematic about my approach, which takes out all the fun that might come from the act. This morning I walked with out tracking or timing, I snapped pictures of places that stood out to me. I appreciated the sound of the breeze, the water flowing in the creek and the isolation. This is the first time I’ve lived in a beautiful place. The country holds so many treasures and a peacefulness that I never experienced in the city, not even in the parks. My life is so good right now, I’m ashamed that I sometimes forget it.
The other day I was looking into her dark brown eyes, but only one at time because they go in different directions and I noticed that she’s getting grey hairs. They’re on her chin, in her tail, on her hind legs. She’s aging, like us all and it’s not optimal.
Tuesday I went to see these ladies in concert. It was a delightful time even though I didn’t know one word.