Change is Constant

As the heat continues in North Carolina, United States, and other parts of the world, my thought are looking to the future. Not the future of the world, I am not that philosophical.  I am not the person that get upset when summer ends. I would rather be warm than cold, but I would rather be a tad bit chilly and have to put a sweater on, than to be a bit warm.  Do you follow that logic? 

i am longing for the day of pumpkin spice lattes and cider doughnuts. 


 

As the fall season slowly approaches these words come to mine.  Back in the 1960's, I enjoyed the song, Turn, Turn, Turn by the Byrds, written by Pete Seeger. When I discovered where the lyrics came from I enjoyed the song even more.

 

 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

Until next time,  stay positive and create something.   

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