DAY TEN: Today I’m grateful for good friends, especially when they lead you to secret gardens.
24 Days of Gratefulness: Day Nine
The British Library reopened this week. It feels like a ghost town inside, but I’m grateful its doors are open.
24 Days of Gratefulness: Day Eight
DAY EIGHT: Ducks, geese, and seagulls in Regent’s Park just doing their own thing. I’m grateful for the many creatures that grace our world, watching them is one of my simple human pleasures.
24 Days of Gratefulness: Day Seven
DAY SEVEN: Rebirth from what I thought was a dead plant. I didn’t inherit my mother’s green thumb, so a lot of my plants end their lives no matter what I do. But this plant surprised me and came back! I’m grateful for small miracles, little reminders that, sometimes, we just need a little time to find our way before we can thrive again.
24 Days of Gratefulness: Day Six
DAY SIX: I’m grateful scientists around the world have created a vaccine to help end the pandemic. 2021 looks like a promising year.
24 Days of Gratefulness: Day 5
DAY FIVE: With COVID and lockdown and uncertainty adding stress to daily life, I’m grateful to live in a walkable city with beautiful parks to stroll through and de-stress.
24 Days of Gratefulness: Day Four
Day Four: Cemetery walks
24 Days of Gratefulness: Day 3
DAY THREE: Listening to The Story, 2007 album by Brandi Carlile, with a glass of wine
24 Days of Gratefulness: Day Two
DAY TWO: Coffee break with Shakespeare
Sunlight on my skin
Autumn is a farewell song to summer as winter creeps nearer with each turn of the earth. Already I forget the hot sting of sunlight on my skin, the sun-warmed blood pulsing, radiating through patchwork veins, a soothing quietude. Damp skies painted with grey strokes leave a chill in my bones, deep in the marrow where winter’s blood is made with old magic, but somewhere, buried within the blackness of my flesh, a spark of gold lingers, a brief image of summers past with a promise of more to come. There is hope hiding there, in the darkest of times, waiting, like summer’s blazing sun, to rise again and envelop the world with its light.