Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn colors
If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It's a time of year when the leaves are down and the harvest is in and the perennials are gone. Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year and it's time to reflect on what's come before.
Look what you do, for that is what you are worth. Do what you should do, refuse to do what you shouldn’t do. And when it is not clear, wait until you are sure.
I have created this spot on the web to record some of the letters written by my parents to us, their children. Their letters / email communications have been a blend of many things derived from their experiences and from their extensive reading and interactions with people around them.
Though the content of the blog is purely personal messages relating to the writers and their wards, I believe they may be of use to others. I also believe that there is no thick boundary line between individual and social thinking. And it may also be not uncommon that social thinking becomes individual thinking and vice-versa.
I greatly appreciate various artists whose work I am making use of in making this blog.