Don’t waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up … make your stand
And realise you’re living in the golden years
—Wasted Years, Iron Maiden
It was absolutely gorgeous this weekend—mid seventies, cloudless skies, and a gentle breeze.
I am in California.
A delicate little tower in the snow.
Walking through the woods after a snowfall, this little stack of stones caught my eye. I imagine it was someone’s way of marking the path.
A pretty butterfly hanging in Little Satis’ room.
We had this beautiful butterfly hanging in our son’s room at the time; I loved the way it caught the light. I’m not sure whatever happened to it.
Satis Writes 