“The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes” Frank Lloyd Wright
With newly fallen snow today my first reaction was to groan. I have been spoiled this winter by a near absence of the white blankets I have grown accustomed to in this part of the country. My next thought was to wonder if my three year old granddaughter was happy to see the freshly fallen snow.
As an adult I, like many others, tend to view the changes in weather as a barometer of how the day will feel to us. Personally, a day of non-stop pouring rain, or a blizzard is only soothing or beautiful to me if I can stay indoors that day. In the case of rain, my favorite way of falling asleep is to listen to a thunderstorm, yet I want the daytime hours to be those that will not inconvenience the things I want to get done. Read the rest of this entry »