All the rain is starting to get to me; I feel a bit like a rotting cactus. The rainy season is coming to an end, though, and I’m grateful for how beautifully green and flowered the hillsides are. Poppies, clover, Bluebonnets, Columbine. It’s like the Earth is reminding us that we are all capable of rebirth and renewal. It’s never too late. I’m grateful for technology. Maybe it’s ruining our world, but none of us would give it up. And, I’m grateful for fried chicken – the greatest of all the chickens.
Tag: wildflowers
Dear Gratitude Journal :
I spent a lot of time driving yesterday, and I’m grateful for the green hillsides, the purple Columbine, and the orange gazania that sprinkle the freeway medians. I’m grateful for the newly forming leaves on the Crepe Myrtles, and the spiking irises. #anticipation. And, I’m grateful for perspective. No matter how annoying or difficult today’s problems are, it was much worse 50 years ago.