"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Sunny and cold. Makes me glad to be alive.
Up and at 'em. I took care of the chickens and out for my daily walk. Absolutely beautiful morning.
At this stage of my life I am grateful for every new day. As you get old, older, you really learn to live in the moment because the moment may be all you have.