"They are the roses in December; you remember someone said that God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.”
J.M. Barrie, Courage
In 2001 I moved to Los Angeles from Nashville and said goodbye to winter. The gold short grass and naked trees and gray skies that set you to the fireplace. And those strange Tennessee winter days that are warm and send you on a hike through loud crunchy leaves. I miss them.
How amazing that the world is two faced. It is August and the dead of winter in Argentina. The opposite of all I’ve ever known about seasons. Families are going skiing and the trees are bare. And today is one of those strange and warm days of winter. #oregontopatagonia #argentina