Night and Day

The shortest day and the longest night. As I have said before, this is not the cosmic combo I would order, or at least not now, in this season of my life.

Daylight around 7:30 p.m. in September.

Right now I can use all available daylight. It will be pleasurable to someday luxuriate in an early nightfall, eating an  early supper, and retiring early to bed. Every now and then,  I allow myself to indulge in fantasies of imaginary days (and nights) to come, when my life might be more ordered, and more as it once was.

I don’t dwell on these thoughts. But they sometimes beckon,  their spirits taking  on the semblance of a magazine,  or revealed in the purchase of a tablecloth, or of stationery, or a book. These are the trappings of a life I’d like to lead again  someday, one that I once led.

Same view in December, around 6:15 p.m.

I’m lucky to have an innate sense of adventure. If I had a chance to “mom” again or to teach again, I would look for opportunities to flip that switch in their little psyches. A sense of adventure is mandatory if you are going to embrace change as a friend.

One thought on “Night and Day

  1. Thanks so much for your blog, I came to it several weeks ago to read about the food and have stayed for your interesting commentary and insights. And in a few weeks I will be coming through Memphis, and will get a chance to sample Mr. Wu’s wizardry! Merry Christmas, and a good new year to you.

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