I am thankful for the gift of words, the gift of insight and imagination. For my love of books and the ability to spend hours reading them.
For friends who stand by me, even when they think I’ve lost my mind, or disagree with every decision I make. You keep me upright.
For my family and their unyielding encouragement throughout my life. I would be lost without you.
For my health and sanity.
My ability to run again after my second round of physical therapy.
For music that vibrates my core and spills through me with every beat.
For my cherished memories of times and people past. I miss you.
For the chill of Autumns approach and the fall of red bruised leaves.
For all the gifts I cherish and hold dear in my life, I am truly grateful.
And of course for all of you who read, listen, like, comment and care about what I have to say, even when it’s utter nonsense. Thank You for listening.
My weekend task….erect the Christmas lights. I have about 75 strands in varying lengths. All in one big tangled mass. Every year I end up needing to replace about half of the stock. No matter how much I complain that this year, I’ll wind them up in neat little bundles and protect their delicate bulbs, it never happens. After the days it takes to assemble them all over my yard, the last thing I want to do is take them back down. I generally use force. Force tends to damage them, along with the brittle branches and leaves that come loose and entangled in the wires. I drop them, strand by strand, into an oversized Tupperware with the leaves and twigs still jutting out, no rhyme or reason, and every year, I end up with this:
I managed to find a few cords to plug-in for the photo. I didn’t shoot the ones still in boxes or in piles of ‘burnt out’ vs. ‘half still work’ (you can still use those) on the floor.
Have to admit though, they are so pretty all lit up. I’ve considered just hanging them like that from tree limbs. You know, like giant unorganized ornaments. They’d be beautiful at night;)