Time pops in bursts and simmers in pauses, delicious and satisfying, spreading in front of me temptingly. I linger in the moments of a Saturday morning, anticipating what’s ahead, savoring what’s behind, enjoying what’s present.
See September 21, 2008 for the genesis of my “today is . . . ” postings.
See September 21, 2008 for the genesis of my “today is . . . ” postings.
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