What is priceless but actually free, can be used but not owned, spent but not kept, and once gone will never return? Time, of course
While the focus of our passions are the instruments of time, the concept is far more illusory. Last week, Mrs TT and I visited a sacred place in the mountains where time has no meaning. The air is so fresh, the water so pure, and especially in winter, the land so clean that a brief few days is enough to energize one's psychic batteries and wipe away months of drudgery. OK, a bit hokey, so rather than blather on with words, it is my pleasure to share a few pictures. I hope everyone has their own Shangri-la; we'd love to hear about yours .