live each season
This blog is nearing its second anniversary and I’m forgetting some of what I’ve written, so almost every day of late, I am looking back at entries of a year ago that day. It’s like I sometimes would do with those little five year diaries with tiny locks on them in my preteens that I would try to faithfully write into, but eventually give up on when there were more blank pages than full. I think these blog entries make for more interesting reading than those few words by a quiet shy schoolgirl leading a quiet uneventful life.
Still feeling in the doldrums, I’m surprised, yet not, that last year on this date I wrote about January blues and melancholy. I know it’s a combination of the letdown after holidays, the dreadful weather (after a nice weekend for a change we’re back to incessant heavy rains) and fighting off a bit of a cold. I happened across this quote which seems to match the mood:
Live each season as it passes, breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of each. - Henry David Thoreau