If you shield the mountain from the windstorms, you'll never see the beauty of the carvings. ~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
Maybe when things turn green again
It will be good to say you know me"
For most of my life I have felt that I was "In Repair" but this morning as I was sung awake with birdsong, surrounded by Spring's intense cloak of green, and a single well earned grey hair made it's appearance, just months before my 50th birthday, I am thinking, "This will be a good time to say you know me".