The Now

WITNESSETH, too many seasons have passed with my nose so deep in study, research, work and the business of living that I have failed to notice the joys of each season; and

WHEREAS, we have chosen to live away from racing rats, smog, rush hours and schedules imposed by others;

THEREFORE Be It Resolved:  

That I shall take a few minutes each day to simply walk around our piece of heaven and notice and be grateful for occurrences fleeting and temporary.

"Pure sex, you pervert," says Virginia.

"What do you expect?" I say.  "It's spring!"