Blessings journal: starting a new trip around the sun
Michael makes pies. I make cakes. Then we feed others. That is a blessing.
The garlic loved the hot weather we’ve had this year. Weather of all kinds is a blessing.
Michael and I have been taking evening rides together. Having him back on two feet is a blessing.
I can’t ride a regular bicycle due to wrist cysts. Finding a used recumbent that allows me to join Michael and is geared so that I can make it up the hill from the river is a blessing.
Not running over too many bears is a blessing.
Hot weather that inspires piles of grilled garden vegetables is a blessing.
Having Irene not get run over by the truck that was following her when she slammed on her brakes to photograph this albino deer is a blessing.
Silly party hats are a blessing.
Watching young stock grow is a blessing.
Enjoying the beauty of the geranium my great grandpa gave my great grandma is a blessing.
Having a guardian of the tomato patch is a blessing.
We are so interconnected with all that surrounds us, and all that surrounds us is a blessing. Sometimes a mixed one, but that’s what makes life interesting. I can hardly wait to see what this next leg of the journey brings.