I thought I’d share today’s gratitude list, just for the fun of it.
1. I am grateful for the lovely sky-show this morning. There was a hollow place in the clouds, fringed with light.
2. My niece Kelly spent the night here before heading home to the East. Kelly is a wonderful young woman, smart and funny and generous.
3. The Canadian Wrangler cleared part of the flowerbeds yesterday. This is a big job. I can do some weeding and pruning, but he did the heavy work.
4. That first cup of coffee every morning. It’s ambrosia to me.
5. The early-morning quiet–so peaceful.
There you have it–just five of the many, many things I’m grateful for.
Scanning the comments, I see a newcomer, wanting the story on Bernice and the barn. A perfectly reasonable question, so here’s a brief recap: Bernice is my 12 year old Yorkie, and I adore her. I live in the country and have six horses and a barn. Bernice, who is also known by about a thousand nicknames, like Neecie and Bear and Stinky Dog, being a terrier, loves to chase mice–or bugs, or wild turkeys, or birds. (Thankfully, she never actually catches one.) The barn is an excellent place for this pursuit, so we go there every day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon. I turn her loose and she zips around, nose to the floor, while I read my Nook. This only lasts until she wants to be hoisted up onto the hay bales, because then I have to watch her lest she jump off and hurt herself or fall down a hole or something.
Someone else asked about CREATE. This is a series of workshops for mixed media artists, put on by the people at Cloth, Paper, Scissors, one of my favorite magazines. I’ll be studying with Laurie Mika, a polymer clay artist, among others.
And then there’s Mojo. I will eventually write one more book about Mojo, but for the foreseeable future, I’m just too busy to get to it. I get so many requests for another Mojo book that I’m thinking about how I could manage to do one. Stay tuned.
It’s a writing day, and the sun, in hiding for several days, is starting to break through the clouds.