"Routine is not a prison,
but the way into freedom from time.
The apparently measured time
has immeasurable space within it,
and in this
it resembles music"
~May Sarton~
brisk lake walks {picking up pieces of beach glass along the way } ...
all my favourite colours in one spot ...
gratitude with each step ...
chickadees that land on my hand for some seed and a chat ...
the blessings of nature ...
find me where the wild things are
*always*
"She didn't just walk on the wild side,
she lived there
dancing in the streets
and setting fire
to its sky"
~j.iron word~
