1894. the gift of warmth

 

the boiler heats up
the temperatures plummet
i am warm… grateful 🦊❤️

I was once impervious to the grip of cold temperatures. Not only impervious… but eager to engage with it and conquer it - to conquer myself. Now as an old man… I grow more and more grateful for the many forms of warmth in my life. 🦊❤️