Christmas lights.
Being surprised by a pink grapefruit.
Teacups with saucers.
Staying in on a rainy wintry day.
The smell of fresh bread.
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
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I feel the earth move sunward, I join the great march onward, And take, by faith, while living, My freehold of thanksgiving. ~from "My Triumph" by John Greenleaf Whittier