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Thursday, 21 July 2022

Whatever the Season

 

Banks of grey clouds are swept our way, breaking in tidal waves one on another. Soft tidal waves: the breeze is definite but it’s not unpleasant. The heat has broken (darn), and though I am in a skirt and sleeveless shirt, that will soon be changed as it’s a bit too cool for my liking.

A lovely time with in-laws this morning to share breakfast and catch up on each others’ lives. The thought we all expressed was, how did we get to this age so suddenly, so fast? Where did those years go?

Carpe diem. (Grateful for spell-check…)

Seasons come; seasons go. Only God remains the same. The eternal God never changes, never sleeps, never stops loving, never leaves us.

Whatever the season is, I am grateful for these moments today.

 

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