Sunday, April 28, 2019
On a beautiful morning, afternoon or evening in all seasons except winter, this is the place to sit; to think and meditate...
The creek provides the music, and the lyrics can come from my own personal thoughts.
Today, in 37 degrees and cold rain, relaxation could not be a factor.
The best I could do was to visit there briefly; very briefly! then head back indoors into dry comfort and warmth.
Minus the cold, but also minus the lovely Sonata of Waters.
There are two words that don't mix well for me: COLD RAIN!