“The greatest glory in livinglies not in never falling,but in rising every time we fall.” ― Nelson Mandela
The sky was so beautiful this morning, the light so delicate, the colors so pure.
It was hard to believe that it was a December morning.
The bare branches say it's winter but the plants on the porch, once indoor plants in Boston, now live happily outside.
A collection of sand dollars dry in the sun.
And other sea treasures found at the beach yesterday wait to be turned into something, perhaps some sort of holiday decoration.
This is a very different December than I am accustomed to but it is certainly one I can live with. Hoping you are enjoying your December in all of its glories where ever you are.
