Thankful for Everything

Today, on the way, it’s seeing a large bird of prey nesting on top a tall pine. It’s drinking a fancy vanilla latte in a coffee shop in Asheville (where the barista convinced me I must absolutely try the last of the chocolate croissants). But the best part? A safe arrival to where Grandma Kitty waits, fresh from the farmer’s market, with sliced tomatoes, okra, butter beans, purple hull peas, and corn. She has a carrot cake from the church bake sale and barbecue chicken just out of oven.

We’ll eat, play cards, and enjoy the summer evening.

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