Sometimes I do wonder, at my age, what the next year, or two years, or even if there will be five years to wander here upon the earth.

Sometimes I feel a tad sad, because, after all, this is a marvelous, wondrous, exciting place to spend a lifetime

But I don’t wonder long, for I always seem to be gifted sparkles (glimmers), delights.

Yes, time may be bearing down on me — but my soul whispers….not yet.

And that is what I’m going with.

Not yet.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda