a book club going strong, with fascinating books and interesting, intelligent women to discuss those books, with.
bright sunshine, shiny new running shoes and a long quiet road to run down.
a friend who demonstrates generosity and courage, inviting me to help as she shaves her head bald-all to raise $$ for the Leukemia/Lymphoma Society.
the Oregon Ducks are playing for the championship!
Caleb’s 2 year struggle to find a rhyming word for “orange” and all because a poetry book once told him it was impossible…!
green grass in the dead of winter. I love where we live!
the combination of good friendship and Thai food–both have nourishment to grow strong, with enough heat and spice to keep things interesting!
my latest junk furniture re-do and Sam commented this morning “you make cool stuff, Mom. All our furniture is pretty unique!”
black and white photos.
the wonderful “problem” of needing to go shop for a smaller size in jeans.
the sound of cat paws clicking ever-so-quietly across the kitchen floor.
the great relief and hopeful joy I feel, after every single chapter in “The Me I Want To Be” by John Ortberg
re-arranging books and schedules and finding new, better ways and places to “do school”
Sam and Caleb are moaning and complaining intensely about having to start school again, but then their conversation starts to sound like this “Except history. I LOVE history! Me too. Oh, and Co-op, that’s fun. Yeah! I love Co-op, so Writing and Science aren’t bad…and BSF is okay…and we get to do Martial Arts for PE…I guess I just hate math. Yeah, I really hate math, too.” (and I bite my lip but cannot keep from saying-SO YOU DON’T HATE SCHOOL, YOU HATE ONE SUBJECT! but I DO refrain from adding “and I hate Math, too!”)
the Pottery Barn catalog.