Imagine a world where every child born is given a basket containing a lifetime supply of money, the total of all he or she will ever have to spend. The currency is dispensed daily so there is no way to count it or calculate how much is left in the basket. Nothing is free and there is no way to refill the basket or to get more money. When it’s gone, it’s gone.
It’s November and the weather in our little village is changing. The air is crisp and the multicolored leaves are falling fast. The forest is preparing for winter and will soon be fast asleep dreaming of spring. Having four seasons is one of the things I enjoy about living here. I love change—and I’m not just talking about weather. (more…)