A blue morning glory for you, despite it not being morning and me not being blue. But blue seems to be a New Year’s celebratory color. So there you go.
Blue Morning Glory (I), 10.6.14
Where is the time going, and why do I feel as if I can’t keep up, I wonder? Time is a mystery to me. I’m fifty-eight. I feel like a kid. I was born in 1956. That doesn’t seem that long ago until I have to fill in some online form and I have to scroll down and down and down to reach that year! But hey, as I said, I feel like a kid. Some might say I act childish. So it goes.
But … 2015!?!? Wowzers.
Yes, I just wrote “Wowzers”.
Proof of my “kidness” maybe?