Tuesday, October 19, 2010
A Day For This
Today there were no workouts.
The sky was gray and clouds hung low around the mountain tops. Yellow aspen leaves flittered to the ground with the rain as ominous weather rolled over distant peaks. It was the kind of day that sinks into your bones. A day to seek coziness and fireplaces. A day for nourishing dishes with the last fruits of the season. The smell of cinnamon and clove and the warmth of a tea cup in your hand all afternoon.
A day to slow and savor and try to calm an unsettled mind. The beginning of a season that reminds us to have patience and trust. It is not the end. The future will bring new fruits.