|Taken at Farmers' Market Saturday|
I love dahlias, even though when they appear, summer is almost over. Fortunately for me, autumn is my favorite season, because there are plenty of days in summertime when I am hampered by the heat. I've got friends who would turn on their home heat when the temperature turns is right for me. That would be right around 64°F (18°C). Often when I'm hiking along with friends, I'll be pulling off layers while others are still shivering.
Just a hot chick, that's me (that's a joke). When you get to be my age, nobody is categorizing me like that, unless it's a direct link to actual heat. That wasn't always true: back in the day I think I was pretty good looking. You know, though, that doesn't last all that long. While I am still vigorous enough "for my age," now that eighty is in the crosshairs, I need to find gratitude for the little things. And not so little, like my life partner, SG, who has been by my side for more than a quarter century now. How cool is that?
|SG and me, December 2017|
This picture was taken on my birthday, at my dear friend Hedi's home, a few years ago. Hedi died suddenly this year at the end of May, and I still miss her but will not forget what a good friend she was to me. It reminds me not ever to take a day of life for granted, and to remember to thank my lucky stars for each day I have with this guy.
I hope that you, dear friends of my heart, will not forget to add gratitude to your daily diet. It sure helps the medicine go down easier.