This morning the sun was just coming up as I drove to school. And in the morning light the golden and red leaves on the trees were an array of color and light. That in addition to the glimmering frost on the ground and that slightly nippy temperatures of the early morning and I was quite happy.
Why is it that so few people have the tradition of greeting each other with kisses on the cheek in the United States? It is a custom that I very much love the idea of but have never applied. I suppose I could just bite the bullet and do it. I've no issue being the eccentric little woman who kisses everyone when she sees them. At least not in theory. Between the theory and the practice my inhibitions sneak their way in and it doesn't happen. It is really too bad. Perhaps I just need to move to a country where that custom exists until greeting kisses become so natural that I can apply them more liberally to all my interacts with people, inside or outside that country. We'll see.