“Each golden day was cherished to the full, for one had the feeling that each must be the last. Tomorrow it would be winter.”
― Elizabeth Enright,
And that’s how it was: for the entirety of autumn we had known summer.
So, of course, I was out taking advantage of it!
This meant a short, brisk hike up the Serpent’s Trail. Let’s call it what it is: the outdoor gym.
My legs pumping hard, and Handel’s Messiah blazing in my ears…my subconcious and concious mind singing in harmony to “O Thou That Tellest”.