November Thanks Givings

pitterpatter of little feet 

no longer alone 

faithful friends

so warm

5:59 to 

6:32

Marvel

awe....

so God

sweet dreams

the kind you wish you could stay inside awhile

longer

early morning fog 

thick and cold 

husband home from work - two root canals

shared homemade wheat bread toast 

real butter

hold hands and pray at the door ... 

eased nerves

34 degrees  ... no freeze 

flowers may linger longer 

early morning rooster song- 

serenade by Foghorn Leghorn 

back n forth text 

with a friend about our devotional

Her tomato sauce text that reminds me to 

open Emily and begin my own morning pages... 

Dear Emily who keeps secrets and listens 

without judgement 

Ordinary household tasks ... 

sweep, mop muddy dog prints 

pretty vacuum lines... 

Phil Wickham's Hymn of Heaven... 

Bringing the warm rustic woods inside... 

finding a heart

Getting intentional walk in to get the camera cards

Stopping here awhile... 

my pew 

at the cathedral in the woods

Peaceful ... and quiet 

I could hear leaves falling... 

husband home 

getting to baby and love on him

cream of chicken soup 

with crackers his favorite  

hearing him snore on the couch

finding beauty in ordinary moments 

but nothing ordinary at all

rather extraordinary... 

eyes to see 

heart to feel 

the so much of everything 

clothesline full of laundry

these hands to do it

stiff towels tonight 

thirsty 

rough 

back scratchers 

beef stew simmering on the stove

homemade bread thawing on the counter...

all gifts... 

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