There's an attitude for all seasons

My wife and I are reaching for a a long held dream, even though we're both in the Autumn of our years.

Some might say, "you really should be thinking Winter"; our attitudes, however, tell us it's still Autumn.

We're in the market for a house in the country (with acreage) to make our home -- most likely our last, in this life. The search and the weighing of some seemingly imponderable considerations have brought me closer to my Higher Power (which I call God) and other metaphysical thoughts.

This being one of them:

nodding reflections

rippled on the pond of time --

eternal glimmer