susannefortune

Seems this sight never changes year after year, it’s where I eat my breakfast and drink my coffee. My breakfast and the view remains the same. I wish you could hear these joyful birds, they are always here too.

I sit on this little love seat at the foot of my back door. I recall how I’ve taken this same picture many times during many seasons.

What seems like the same is still different. Everything is different, I know I’m different, I’ve changed with the seasons.