In the midst of a run of cloudy, chilly, days recently, there was this lovely day of blue sky and sunshine. It made me want to get in my car and head to the mountains. Any mountains. Close mountains if possible. To walk in the woods and smell the essence of fall.
And maybe I would take a pile of books, then in the evenings after a day of walking, I would stretch out, sit on the porch, drink some wine, eat some chicken corn chowder that Brother would have made and arranged to be shipped to my remote cabin in the woods, and then head inside to sit by the fire and read.
Does that not sound perfect?
My dad always said, "There is no limit or cost in daydreaming"!
I do it often and so far, he's been right.
Posted by: Nancy | 10/25/2023 at 08:02 PM