“If we keep no diary [journal], the path crumbles away behind us as our feet leave it; and days gone by are but little more than a blank, broken by a few distorted shadows. Life is all confined within the limits of to-day….”
As mentioned before, this has been a weird weather year this Spring, and now that we are in June, it's STILL different. This was a few weeks ago, an impromptu hotdog cookout at the Property. It was cool, and we gathered around the fire to keep warm.
No comments:
Post a Comment