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