“My sorrow, when she’s here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane” – Robert Frost Project 365: #212 My running trail could be depressing in the grayness of dark days, but as soon as…
Day 211: November landscape
“The month of November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly. In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully” – Henry Rollins Project 365: #211 This is a true reflection of a northern hemisphere landscape in mid-November. The only difference between Hannover and here is…
Day 210: Cat games and to-do lists
“On Sundays, I like to plan how I want to exit the week and what are the key things I need to get done that week. I list them, and then I do check-ins on them each morning” – Lynn Jurich Project 365: #210 Sunday is always a good day for catching up. As…
Day 209: Pub lunch for the jolly travelers
“The history of mankind is the instant between two strides taken by a traveler” – Franz Kafka Project 365: # 209 It has been another unbelievably busy week, and we are finally seeing the light with all the paperwork and bureaucracy that has to be done. In between this week there was a visit by…
Day 208: Fallen leaves
“I have come to regard November as the older, harder man’s October. I appreciate the early darkness and cooler temperatures. It puts my mind in a different place than October. It is a month for a quieter, slightly more subdued celebration of summer’s death as winter tightens its grip” – Henry Rollins Project 365: #208…