Mel Davenport (thanks, Mel) brought up the idea of posting an item of gratitude each day, in preparation for Thanksgiving. I’ll give it a try.
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Refrigerator freezer filled with tasty, healthy vegetables from Terripin Farms CSA, and all the lovely visits with Jessica when I picked up the products of her and Brad’s labors.
2 Cleaning my snug, warm, healthy home, and the intelligent input from eco-broker Chris Andrews. Slept late, just finished _Windsor Knot_, a classic Sharyn McCrumb — such fun to read! The first of McCrumb’s I read was _If I Killed Him When I Met Him_ which still makes me laugh . . . Ready to start _Knit One Pearl One_ by Gil McNeil. Brunch = eggs and veggies from Terripin Farms CSA and bread from 4 Seasons Bakery . . . life is so good!
- (numbering is misbehaving, but I can live with that 😉
- Beautiful colorful leaves, calling attention to trees and bushes often taken for granted. Pretty white clouds in blue sky, tinting to pink toward sunset. A slightly different version of Utah Phillips’ “Bum on the Rod” — Miss his fire, and so glad I got to hear him years ago at the St. Louis Storytelling Festival. Those were the days . . . http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9FRFaWSS_c
- Marigolds on the deck are still bravely blooming, despite freezing weather . . . reminder of reading this story with students http://www.montgomeryschoolsmd.org/uploadedFiles/schools/clarksburghs/academics/english/Marigolds-J-Douglass.pdf
- Books, reading . . . traveling and adventuring in my mind. (see poems below) Thanks to McClay Library for sharing. Imagination ** Illinois: Progress toward equality and love.
- Healthy enough to participate in exercise, aqua-aerobics with friends as a can-do instead of must-do . . . no need to set the alarm, which I didn’t, and slept very late, so staying home on this rainy day, watching the leaves fall . . . On Monday I went late, but stayed after, to do the moves I’ve been missing from our old routine — thanks Phyllis Harmer Raymo for putting together so many useful exercises.
- Teaching tai chi, calming and balanced, and the clever way Charlotte gradually apprenticed me into being able to teach it. . . . As I was finishing my coffee at the Y, a little girl asked if I had a new CD for her, no, but I told her a story right there and then . . . a command performance for an audience of three. (We now have Ronnoco coffee, and little bit of trivia . . . the name is O’Connor backwards, because the O’Connor brothers thought it sounded more coffee-like 😉 . . . Hearing the train! I love that sound! Loveliest crescent moon . . . only visible because of all the fallen leaves . . . so I’ll excuse all those wet, slippery leaves on the deck . . .
- Sleeping long and well and waking up feeling rested, in part because of the crazy CPAP machine — thanks to sleep technician Janelle Sahid and Dr. Siler, my lung doctor . . . Breathing, one of my favorite things to do! Aqua in a bit, for fun and health, with friends! Elaine Viets’ book signing tomorrow!
- The lawn service guys “get” me, letting clover flourish in the back yard because the rabbits and I like it. They even mowed around a weed that had white flowers without even being asked — it’s really close to the hickory tree, so easy to miss, but I suspect they’d have cut it in a more formal yard. I discovered on a walk that they’ve mowed a little path in the vacant area that allows walking quite close to my little “Walden Pond.” . . . and the marigolds are still blooming! . . . and Elaine Viets’ book signing at 1:00 today!! I didn’t have much yard in the upstairs Sugarwood condo, but I did plant the “Henderson iris” in the front flowerbed, where it thrived (I should drive by and see if it’s still there) . . . I brought some here, and it seems to like the front best. My yard is small, but there is a ribbon of woods behind it, and many empty lots, for now . . .
- I have renamed my spare room “The Room of Requirement” — not any neater, but more fun . . . This site — full of good stories! http://www.storybee.org/15through18/15through18.html Bright sunny day, leaves falling, like a blizzard when leaves fall en masse . . . and I can see more of my little pond now . . . and I’ve started Elaine Viets’ _Fixing to Die_ . . . so good!
** Books, reading . . . traveling and adventuring in my mind. Thanks to McClay Library for sharing. Imagination **
Susanna posted this one:
A Fairy’s Child by Robert Graves
Every fairy child may keep
Two strong ponies and ten sheep;
All have houses, each his own,
Built of brick or granite stone;
They live on cherries, they run wild —
I’d love to be a fairy’s child.
Leslie recited this on a storytelling cruise:
ONE DAY WHEN WE WENT WALKING by Valine Hobb
One day when we went walking,
I found a dragon’s tooth,
A dreadful dragon’s tooth.
“A locust thorn,” said Ruth.
One day when we went walking,
I found a brownie shoe,
A brownie’s button shoe.
“A dry pea pod,” said Sue.
One day when we went walking,
I found a mermaid’s fan,
A merry mermaid’s fan.
“A scallop shell,” said Dan.
One day when we went walking,
I found a fairy’s dress,
A fairy’s flannel dress.
“A mullein leaf,” said Bess.
Next time that I go walking,
Unless I meet an elf,
A funny, friendly elf,
I’m going by myself!
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