It's December 23, which means the days are getting longer. Imperceptibly maybe. But I swear it was lighter walking to the Metro this morning. Could have been in part because it was nearly cloudless, as well.
Other things are lighter too. Car traffic. Metro crowds (even the ones heading toward DC). Spirits of people. In general.
No so lightening is my weight. The proliferation of food nearly everywhere these days means nearly constant munch time. My weight will have to wait until the new year to unheavy itself. Serious lightening time then. Apples and oranges and pears. Oh my!
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About Me
- Mark Gorman
- I was born in Williamsport, Pennsylvania, along the banks of the Susquehanna River, in the valley made up by Bald Eagle Mountain to the south, and gentle hills and valleys to the north. That place that sheltered me, gave me food and friends, and both physical and spiritual nourishment for 18 years. That is the space where I was physically and emotionally formed. Ever since growing up there . . . because of growing up there . . . I have been inexorably linked to nature . . . to the earth and to all life.