Apple pie weather....and memories of days gone by. I'm guessing most of you know that I pretty much "sail" through life these days. Only putting into port
when I feel the need to do so. Seeking a sheltered harbor if the winds of life grow too strong, or the sea is stormy. And that works quite well for me...*S* But as any long time sailor could tell you, there are days of "dead calm"...with no breeze stirring. And on those days, a sailing vessel doesn't go anywhere. I hit one of those "dead calm" patches, a few days ago, and it seems I have nothing to say. At least for "just now". Probably one of the nicest gifts of age, is the ability to do just as you please, for the most part..*S*.
Quite a number of years back, I had read a delightful book by a gal who taught at a WI 2 year college. She had written about "ambling"...as in "bears amble". To amble is a kind of slow wandering, with no particular destination in mind. To move through time and space as you choose, observing as you amble along. I rather like that idea....ambling. Care to join me???
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