My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. This lovely little harbinger of serenity who peacefully greets me each time I walk into our bathroom.

No, no, not the patriotic wise owl on the top shelf. Look closer, down in the lower left.

In light and shadow, she welcomes me.

(But I’m trying to get her a better working environment.)

2. My beautifully shirted HR and this amazing cinnamon roll we had the other morning at a new restaurant near us, The Municipal Bar, inside a new hotel, The Municipal, which is a gorgeous revamp of an old city building where we used to pay our water bill. TMI?

3. The ability to taste. Isn’t that sense just absolutely amazing?!

4. Experiencing the Fall season, even inside the house. Here’s our pretty mature fiddle leaf fig.

She has been shedding a few leaves lately—but then again, haven’t we all?

For some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to simply throw the leaves away.

So I looked around and plopped them in our little wall vase.

And actually found them quite beautiful in their color-changing Autumnal phase.

Look at the chlorophyll saying goodbye.

Robert (so very helpfully) reminded me recently that I too am in my Fall/Autumn Phase.

After I started speaking to him again, I thought about it and decided to hope that my chlorophyll stays bright and green for a while longer.

5. Getting successfully through an intracept procedure earlier this week (a type of back surgery, which hopefully will help my lower back pain).

Is it legal for HR to take photos in a surgery center? I would have yelled at him, but I was a bit out of it.

(More about THAT entire experience in an upcoming post.)

May you have some non-surgical fun this weekend.