I'm thankful for
the sun that is clinging to the horizon long enough to cast long inviting shadows outside my window
the last of this season's crickets and frogs which are singing as the sun fades
the breeze through this window that is pushing all my undone paperwork into even greater chaos
hands so cold it is hard to type
today's roast still on top of the stove for dinner tonight
our new stray kitty Princess Shoobydoo because now she's one of our babies
the translucent green of the leaves on the elm as the sun passes through them... and some of them are yellow
the hum of the freezer
Excedrin
time to think
my truck that always goes
and
Johnny Horton's North to Alaska song.
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