And if that's not a poem that needs to be shared and shared again, I don't know what is. We could likely all start a poem with, 'regret nothing.' And it's so true, and freeing, just to say, don't bother remembering. Doesn't matter, here you are. Look about you. You're under the lit sign.
All that anyone's talking about today is the snow. White-out conditions, big snowstorm. Very bad roads. Scary stuff. Glad I was able to stay in for the most part, aside from one errand. The photo above - I think I've taken nearly the same photo 10 times in the last couple of years. And I call the bird, my 'recurring bird' because it's shown up in all seasons on my Flickr stream.
Speaking of Flickr, I made this quick video. And there are some still shots below:
These images remind me of the Oscar Wilde quotation:
“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
Wishing you all a beautiful Friday, wishing you stars....