The Passage of Time

Time is an interesting concept. It moves almost without notice. It doesn't need an engine. It's measure by light, shadows, wrinkles and watches. It creeps up on us. It flies by. Moments can seem frozen in time, and then there are times when we remark, "my, where has the time gone?"

We marked the passage of time last night, as two of our own celebrated birthdays. Hanna (17) and Sabrina, (14). One is entering the last year of high school, the other just entering it. Like bookends, they are beginning and end.

So it was a moment in time worth celebrating. Cupcakes with an abundance of frosting were handed out and an off-key rousing rendition of "Happy Birthday" was sung at the top of our lungs. Given the altitude, we were a bit winded by the time the last note was sung off-key.

In the morning we made the most of our time with a run around Convict Lake, a truly inspiring place of serenity and beauty. We stopped along the footbridge at the western edge of the lake to soak in the artistry of creation and enjoy the time we had.

An easy pace back down the road brought us to the end of an hour spent running along trails, around a lake, under the heaven of blue.

It was a good time. What did you do with your time today?