tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post5807978423321682218..comments2024-03-28T13:11:03.006-04:00Comments on The AC is On: Like Me ...Anvilcloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07974744042579564912noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-21317901706930115232007-10-22T18:58:00.000-04:002007-10-22T18:58:00.000-04:00Just last night one of my husband's colleagues ave...Just last night one of my husband's colleagues averred that death makes the appreciation of beauty possible. <BR/><BR/>I guess it's that time of year and life that has us pondering the mystery of it all.Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00548755592157386484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-81711114532179484422007-10-22T11:21:00.000-04:002007-10-22T11:21:00.000-04:00This post brings a smile, AC. A sad kind of smile...This post brings a smile, AC. A sad kind of smile. Thank you. <BR/><BR/>Oh, and enjoy your drive!Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13337368222656258247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-47075070705535181852007-10-22T10:50:00.000-04:002007-10-22T10:50:00.000-04:00I too love the fall colours and this time of year....I too love the fall colours and this time of year. My Hubby turns 60 this year. A bit of a turning point..that is for sure. As in most things, attitude is everything and in many ways, this is the best time of our lives. But just who is that stranger in the mirror?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-65632958805798801732007-10-21T21:26:00.000-04:002007-10-21T21:26:00.000-04:00Your comment about being in the fall of your life ...Your comment about being in the fall of your life reminds me of Shakespeare's Sonnet 73:<BR/><BR/>That time of year thou mayst in me behold<BR/>When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang<BR/>Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,<BR/>Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.<BR/>In me thou seest the twilight of such day<BR/>As after sunset fadeth in the west,<BR/>Which by and by black night doth take away,<BR/>Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.<BR/>In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire<BR/>That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,<BR/>As the death-bed whereon it must expire<BR/>Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.<BR/>This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,<BR/>To love that well which thou must leave ere long.KGMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05165941950953938943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-71258334824152682452007-10-20T21:56:00.000-04:002007-10-20T21:56:00.000-04:00Lovely colours! I love autumn. Sixty is so young. ...Lovely colours! I love autumn. Sixty is so young. Working in geriatrics, I see 90 year olds with zest and enthusiasm for life who inspire me. Wishing you a long, healthy fall.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15892804871759397018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-46984234485081160762007-10-20T16:18:00.000-04:002007-10-20T16:18:00.000-04:00How true, I can relate to this. The colours of tho...How true, I can relate to this. The colours of those leaves are beautiful.ChrisBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06958330170295676200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-47378709034156915852007-10-20T12:38:00.000-04:002007-10-20T12:38:00.000-04:00Beautiful pictures.. and I agree. Metaphorically a...Beautiful pictures.. and I agree. Metaphorically and practically. <BR/><BR/>:)thailandchanihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10171731740204067889noreply@blogger.com