Sunday, March 8, 2009
Judy Collins sang, 'who knows where the time goes, who know where the time, goes?' Last night they sprang forward in the USA. Here in Europe we'll do the same in a few weeks. I've been humming that song all morning. I don't care how long the days are or if it rains or the sun shines. I just feel darn lucky to be here. In any time, in any weather. One day I woke up and I was 40. Now I'm 50. I like getting older. Maurice Chevalier said he didn't mind aging when he considered the alternative. I don't know where the time goes. I know it goes fast. Have a beautiful Sunday wherever you are, whatever time it is.