On this day I am grateful. I am grateful for all the usual—love & partnership, home & hearth, the prospect of adventures to come.
Today I am also grateful for the moon, waning, high in the sky on a blue sky morning. And a grassy hill, with one tree, in whose shade I can sit. 1/4
Today I am also grateful for the moon, waning, high in the sky on a blue sky morning. And a grassy hill, with one tree, in whose shade I can sit. 1/4
I am grateful for a perfectly brewed cappuccino from a café that also sells art, the walls lined with beauty, the owner wondering how to proceed in these strange times, told that her efforts are noticed, appreciated. 2/4
I am grateful for the sounds of activity and connection, traveling up the air of this park where I sit: the scrape of a skateboard on concrete, the pop of tennis balls against racquets; the romping of dogs playing. 3/4
And I am grateful for the rising and falling pitch of conversation, too far away to extract meaning, close enough to know this: they are friends. They find reason to be kind to one another, whether or not they agree on other things. May we all have such friends. /end
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