Time

It's cold in Florida (okay, it's cold in Florida for Floridians, 38 F, 3 C). This morning there was ice on the boardwalk around the lake I exercise at. The beauty of the place and the events of this week made me meditate on time.

There is a certain preciousness to time, but I take time for granted. I feel infinite though I know I am finite. The world it seems could move leisurely by,but then something happens, a phone call comes, something changes,and I'm reminded of the temporality of all things. There is much beauty in life, and it is made sharper by the possibility of loss.



Sunrise this morning