Wednesday, November 27, 2013


grateful on this grey, wet, november morning for light, warmth, wood, sand trucks, oranges, rugs, old friends, bird seed (and the birds they bring), the toothless mouths of babes, the big hearts of my children, the eccentric, the devoted, the quiet, tea, things that are still, things made of wood (and the heat it brings), things that are green, things made by hands, electricity (and the light it brings), old friends, new friends, deer, birds, the ephemeral mountain lion, darkness, soup, light, books (and the company of the eccentric, brave, devoted people who made them), trees, bears, warmth, wood, light,  rain, the big hearts of my children, old friends, new friends, rugs, wings, deer, oranges, the big hearts of my children.