Air In The Mountains

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Henry David Thoreau once said,

Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.

I can’t believe it’s already early November.  2011 has flown by.  I’ve enjoyed my life this year, but each day goes by so quickly.   I look back over my blog and how much I’ve written since starting it earlier this year.  The things I’ve gotten done far outweighs what I haven’t gotten done.

My favorite boy toy and I have taken several short vacations.  I’ve seen my daughter several times.  Her Dad helped her close down the kennel business and move back to her house.  I’ve gardened, photographed, played with dogs, caught up with old friends, and made new ones.  My job continues to go well, I contribute to the bottom line, and my employees are growing and learning.

I wrote how I enjoyed the mountain air and the warmth of the stones I sat on.  As the nice days grow fewer, I will do well to remember them and to take time to simply savor the seasons as they happen.

Bald Eagle In The Blue Ridge Mountains

Word for tomorrow – INSTEAD.  If you prefer to work ahead, see the list for the week under “A Word A Day”.