My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Enjoying a backyard Memorial Day cookout at a dear friend’s house.
2. Breathing deeply.
3. Always having enough food to eat.
4. Kitchen utensils.
5. The truth of this short poem by Alex Brown.
May the weekend ahead be ENOUGH for all of us.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Yummy little pre-Memorial Day hot dogs at nearby and hip Sly’s Sliders and Fries.
2. After years of living and walking in Savannah’s historic district, still discovering neat little gardens and courtyards hidden behind old brick walls and wrought iron gates.
3. Eyesight. And my new glasses which allow my seeing.
4. Attending grandchildren’s end-of-school-year honors ceremonies.
5. The power of a pickle!
Have you tried this brand?
Oh my GOODness!
May you dive into a pickle-worthy weekend ahead!
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Grandtwin Matthew as Walt Disney for a school project.
2. “This Cat.” In the early evening, I often walk out to one of our Savannah squares near where HR and I live. To read. And “This Cat” ALWAYS makes an appearance when I go to Warren Square.
3. Our fingernails and toenails. I’m not exactly sure why they make me happy. But they are such a part of us. And they’re SO determined. You have to cut them pretty often.
4. Exploring the nearby Effingham (County) Historical Museum with a couple of buddies.
5. A dolly from yesteryear.
5. The struggling but still here U.S. Postal Service.
May good health and true happiness be delivered to your door this weekend.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Picking strawberries yesterday at Franklin Farm up the road from us in Statesboro (GA).
2. HR and an albino alligator.
3. The ability to add and subtract. Thank you, elementary school teachers.
4. Sandy pine cones on south Georgia trails.
5. A few pretties on our Friday morning walk here in Historic District Savannah.
May your weekend produce a garden of joy.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Pretty purple blossoming in Savannah squares.
2. Courageous lawmakers who will heed the will of the people in our democracy.
May other states follow Washington’s lead.
3. Metal man hiding in the bushes near us.
4. Our incredible skin which envelopes our bodies and protects us so spectacularly.
5. Packing up our little gay gray car for a weekend trek down to Seminole State Park and the SAM Railroad to Plains, GA.
May your weekend be packed with good!
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. My comforting twin meatloafs (meatloaves?) this week. One to eat, one to freeze.
2. Taste buds!
3. Yellow.
4. Grandson Daniel as “Marius” and the talented cast of Les Mis here in Savannah.
5. The TRUTH of this beautiful quote from Les Mis …
May you see the face of God this weekend.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. My Hambone Soup last night, made from the leftover Easter ham.
And for some reason, out of the blue, when I was making the cornbread, I remembered that my mother used to put a heaping teaspoon of mayonnaise into the batter. Makes it creamier.
2. Grandson Daniel opening tonight in a three-week run of Les Mis here in Savannah. He plays the role of Marius.
3. The wonderful ability to Remember.
4. Incredibly aromatic jasmine blossoming all over Savannah.
5. Fun lunch today with Robert’s daughter Stennesha.
May you have a yummy weekend ahead.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Finishing with Robert perhaps one of the top three novels we’ve read together in the last ten years …
Oh my goodness, it’s hilarious, heartwarming, heartbreaking, a mystery, a treatise on our economy and banking system, a love story/love stories, an examination of the inevitably difficult dynamics of family. And a book FULL of surprises. I did not want it to end. I miss the characters. I highly recommend it!
What a joy to read a good book.
2. The 2023 Savannah Music Festival.
What a treat! Last night Robert and I went to a bluegrass event with incredible banjoes, fiddles and guitars.
(Just so you know, I played trombone in high school. Okay, I was 3rd chair. And I really never managed to march on the football field and play my instrument at the same time. But still.)
3. Air. Oxygen. Breath.
4. HR finally learning how to photograph me now that I’m 71.
5. This morning walking past my favorite old Savannah mansion which faces Forsyth Park.
May your weekend’s peace and joy be of mansion proportions.
1. Good quality blue cheese.
2. Finding beauty—even in a pollen-encrusted pond.
3. The amazing and usually taken-for-granted ability to go to a grocery store and buy food. What a privilege and joy!
4. Grandson Daniel running into one of his Savannah buddies in Manhattan last week when he was taking a prospective NYU student tour.
5. Speaking of buddies, here are our Travel Buddies.
Wait, I haven’t told you about them?! Three little stuffed animals that Robert and I have given to each other over the years. And they go with us on every one of our adventures.
May your weekend ahead be filled with adventure.
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