I don’t walk far out on the far in winter. Especially, this winter—
It’s been a long winter—like you know first COVID for both Terry and I and then a knee to toes gout experience, followed by the most current flu, or whatever is they are calling it—-
Then I managed to crack my rib on my right side at the very base of my rib cage.
So I’m not traveling far, but I get out and walk.
While out and about I look for a collection of things that gently gift to me precious memories.
After all—this earth is a huge delight and I want to enjoy each and every second I can.
“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”–Albert Camus
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda















