What a great thing it is to be able to comfortably walk along the waterfront in the dead of January. Yesterday I sat on a bench in the afternoon, took in the Manhattan skyline, and meditated for a while. This morning I walked the promenade as like-minded others jogged and strolled by.
People talk about how we should brace ourselves for harsh weather, that these mild temperatures are just teasing us. But I don’t see it that way. We have them now. Let’s enjoy them. If it snows in February, that still means we got to luxuriate in 50-degree weather in January.
Life is good.