Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Live Each Season
Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each
Henry David Thoreau
Winter will be passed, and then spring, and before you know it, winter again. Don't wish away your days spent inside keeping warm longing for the next season. Instead, make a quilt, read a book, discover something you've forgotten about, something way, way back in the attic. Let it take you to a memory, then perhaps, write a poem, a short story, paint a picture or share your recollection with another.
See the Blue Jay?
Posted by Mercer's Daughter at Tuesday, January 27, 2009