After the rain, glitter in the gutter.
Let summer come
After many rainy cloudy evenings, it’s a beautiful moonlit night.
I work with punsters who carry pens.
Today’s gratefuls: For some sun, finally; a coworker’s gentleness; the perpetual good nature of the woman in the office mail room; the smells and tastes and chopping therapy of cooking; the pleasure of a cleared counter and the anticipation of waking to it tomorrow; a deep nighttime quiet now; a friend’s abiding presence.
Aw, shucks. Buy three, get a little surprise free.
Last night’s spinach harvest was the best flavor in this morning’s breakfast.