Remembering

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft."

Or in my case, before you forget.

I love farms and children on farms, i just feels right.
I get a certain tingly feeling when I get near old houses full of antiques
Autumn is very very special
Rain is amazing (ok this I never forgot, but it always bears repeating.)

And then there is the remembering of things I have never really had. Knowing that without the nodding heads of sleepy husbands we would have opened another bottle of wine and talked for a few more hours. Have a shortage of weekends because so many people want to see you.
I have fantastic friends.