Reflections…
Lounging in a turquoise Adirondack chair on my patio. It feels as if I am waiting for Father Time to do a drive by.
Lounging in a turquoise Adirondack chair on my patio. It feels as if I am waiting for Father Time to do a drive by.
2am and I cannot sleep. This is become a pattern, involving an involuntary wake up call.