A gift sweet, salty, sipped

Thankful to wake up this sunshiney morning to the sound of darling Lacey the friendly ghost, flipping flapjacks of the pumpkin chocolate chip variety.  The buttery goodness is real, my friends. And it is of the wonderous Trader Joes. Sweet, sweet Sunday morning happiness.

Thankful for salty, smoky pulled pork, cooked slowly all day at the Young Life skeet shoot.  Thankful that yesterday was one of the very best days.

Thankful for cups of coffee with too much half and half, sipped, savored, sitting in Starbucks or All In or Moe Joe’s or Coffee Underground or Spill the Beans.  Thankful that coffee shops provide space and time to think and read and write and be thankful.  Coffee is the wondrous nectar of writers.


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