Last week I wrote about why I’ve left a good job (Plan B) to start living purposefully (Plan A). In a week or so, I’ll post about how I pulled that off, but this week… I’m at the beach.
I like rituals as much as the next odd-ball, and New Year’s Day is a splendid time for them. It’s a world-wide birthday. It’s a regular opportunity to reflect on what was–and consider what might be.
Listen, I get it. This site may be my own little corner of InterWebs to post whatever I want, but no one likes to look at pix of others’ vacations. That’s why I’m going for the highlight reel here — a dozen snapshots of pure, pure nature from the best ten days I’ve had in a long, long time.
There are many good reasons to paint each day. Here is one.
But I wasn’t.