This year we have an extra day to mold like clay.

I’m with the words of Mary Oliver:

Tell me, what is it you plan to do

With your one wild and precious life?

I have an eye appointment and then head south to spend time with my grandson.

Yesterday I scraped my hand and watching blood surface and flow thought of  how when we mature, our skin becomes thinner and thinner.  We become more and more permeable to the moment, to the beauty, joy, connection, and sharing of each day.