To be interested in the changing seasons
is a happier state of mind than to be
hopelessly in love with spring.
I wage a constant battle with my attitude about autumn and winter. This year, I might be winning. Of course, starting November in northern Indiana with 76 degree temperatures helps. I remember 10 inches of snow on this date in 1966.
I’ve been busy working on my new Website and have decided it is like cleaning house. The more that I do, the more that I see that needs to be done. I especially am attending to broken links. I’ll have a grand opening soon.
Meanwhile I had the first cataract surgery. I’m scheduled for the second next week. This is a blessing. I already see so much better and can tell what color changes I need to make in my work.
Did I mention I invested in a snow blower? It is peculiar what excites some folks, isn’t it?