Once again, the seasons change. By now I should be used to this fine day. But, I hate losing summer. I think of all that was planned and never given the opportunity of beginning. Most I can do without. Other little projects I planned on doing, I can do next year.
But what of lost opportunities? Are they really lost? Not really. Next year is good enough to plan for once again. For this year that means planting tulips to bloom next year. The large and beautiful daffodils were planted last fall and looked gorgeous this spring as they burst from their cold earthen home. Yellow covered the small planting fields they grew in.
Taking each day at a time is a fine homage to follow. Especially if you are not looking forward to taking two or more days at a time. I have learned much during the last twenty-five some years. That education says enjoy each day.
The end of crab season is nigh. But, I know those critters have done their best to return next year. Too bad polluters have not done their part to help the craps return too.