This song right here brings me joy, Lizzo!
I played my very first song on my very green, very clearly purchased for $4 in Cambodia (read: is out of tune after about two minutes), yet still very delightful ukulele. You are indeed my only sunshine.
I’m grateful for the legs that carried me miles on the trail, letting me see waterfalls and wolf(?) prints. Even the mold was beautiful.
With soft-surface trails in town closed until they dry, the Western Waterfront’s gravel was a welcome way to feel closer to nature. The raucous band of geese, chickadees, and redwing blackbirds played perfectly while the sun quietly set.
My first visit to the Wabegon made me say, “I could live near here.” Watching others wolf down the most obscene cuts of prime rib didn’t deter me from fully enjoying my veggie wrap.
I’m so grateful to have slept with the window open last night, for both the fresh air it allowed and the bird songs to which I woke.
Well, when you only get to #1 of a 365-item list, things aren’t good.
Shamelessly abandoning this idea of writing about One New Thing, but I’m definitely getting out and about more.
I’m thinking I’ll just use this blog as a place to catalog positive stuff. Stuff I’m grateful for, kindnesses people show me…