…”Vancouver says it’s ready for winter’s return as weekend snowstorms loom”…”
Even though the mini-daffodils can be seen for sale already at some of Vancouver’s corner stores, it seems Vancouverites are in for another dance with winter boots & scarves & shovels & salt & slippery streets & sidewalks!
[W]hen you are nine years old, what you remember seems forever; for you remember everything and everything is important and stands big and full and fills up Time and is so solid that you can walk around and around it like a tree and look at it. You are aware that time passes, that there is a movement in time, but that is not what Time is. Time is not a movement, a flowing, a wind then, but it is, rather, a kind of climate in which things are, and when a thing happens it begins to live and keeps on living and stands solid in Time like the tree that you can walk around. And if there is a movement, the movement is not Time itself, any more than a breeze is climate, and all the breeze does is to shake a little the leaves on the tree which is alive and solid. ~Robert Penn Warren (1905–1989), “Blackberry Winter,” 1946
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
Who forces time is pushed back by time; who yields to time finds time on his side. ~The Talmud
Let not the sands of time get in your lunch. ~Tony Hendra, “Deteriorata” (Thanks Tom)
Cheers to a Fine Friday & First February weekend that sings—-time will tell !!!