Yes, I am spending more time outside to catch some needed light.
"Every season is likeable, and wet days and fine, red wine and white, company and solitude. Even sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life, can be full of dreams; and the most common actions—a walk, a talk, solitude in one’s own orchard—can be enhanced and lit up by the association of the mind. Beauty is everywhere, and beauty is only two finger’s-breadth from goodness. So, in the name of health and sanity, let us not dwell on the end of the journey."
Regimental ties, cups of black tea, sushi, old ppb editions of Agatha Christie, a CD by Astrud Gilberto, yellowing dictionary. Patchouli oil on Sundays. Reading letters in the garden. Watching the fog roll over the Golden Gate Bridge. Bark-colored teapot.
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Yes, I am spending more time outside to catch some needed light.
"Every season is likeable, and wet days and fine, red wine and white, company and solitude. Even sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life, can be full of dreams; and the most common actions—a walk, a talk, solitude in one’s own orchard—can be enhanced and lit up by the association of the mind. Beauty is everywhere, and beauty is only two finger’s-breadth from goodness. So, in the name of health and sanity, let us not dwell on the end of the journey."
-Virginia Woolf,
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