It feels very different walking this path towards the bus stop in the mornings. Both light and warmth are missing!It's about time to start singing all those songs of encouragement: C'est toi ma lampe, La ténèbre... and the like.
When light is scarce, I'm more aware of old age sight - which nowadays is called "adult sight" in Finnish (a great euphemism, right). Not only am I aware of it but just joined the club called Where's Mi Glasses.
Oh, and I don't think I'll be very active on these blogspot pages any more. Joined Facebook, and want to save the best bits of time still to non-virtual existence.
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