Tuesday, October 25: Today, on my birthday, I take a stroll around Meadowlark Gardens. Mike and I are going out for sushi, Sapporo and sake tonight, but during the day, I’m on my own. It’s a gorgeous day, as it is more often than not on my birthday, so I can’t resist wandering outside through a golden-hued landscape.
Today happens to be the actual day of my birth: Tuesday. It reminds of the Mother Goose rhyme my mother used to read us:
Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace;
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go;
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for its living;
But the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.
It’s funny about birthdays. Some people, as they get older, say they don’t like to celebrate them; they feel a little bitter that they’re getting another year older. I don’t feel that way at all. I love my birthday and usually try to drag out a celebration of it for a week or more. If I’ve made it to another birthday, it means I’ve been lucky enough to have another year of life. 🙂
It helps that my birthday is in the best month of the year. I love October! I might not feel so cheery about it if it were one of my least favorite months, say February or July or August.
I love these three trees, and their skeletal limbs, reaching for the sky.
I love nothing better than taking walks outdoors in autumn.
It’s nice and cool today; the air is crisp and sharp and the sky is as bright as polished silk.
In the evening, Mike and I go to Yoko Japanese Restaurant and Sushi Bar in Oakton for my birthday dinner. My sister Stephanie introduced me to the enjoyable ritual of drinking a sip of hot sake following by a gulp of cold Sapporo, and Mike and I do just that to celebrate. It’s a quiet birthday, but pleasant just the same.
Another year older, and hopefully wiser, or at least more experienced! 🙂