Friday, we had glasses of wine, read late into the night, glad it was the weekend
Saturday, we slept in late, spent time in conversation, took long walks in the sunshine
Sunday, we did not rest, but scurried in the wind and rain to complete tasks before the weekend was over
And now, it has just slipped over into early Monday, too late to be up for a work day,
but time has gotten away with us
And so, we begin another week…
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The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.
~ C. S. Lewis
Time spent with cats is never wasted.
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
~ Emily Dickinson
Come out of the circle of time
And into the circle of love.