Time

another week ticked off the life clock. time seems to be moving so fast these days. it's like life is moving in ffwd with every year goes by. i remember my father telling me this happens as you get older. it's odd to find i'm living in the land of ''olderness''.

god, it's all so beautiful and precious. the light coming through the window in long golden slats. the flouncy green branches moving in the breeze. children outside playing. my son on the phone is cooking my onion tart with herb crust. all of it is as sweet as mulberry wine and just as rare.

being careful not to spill a drop of it tonight.