knee deep in weeds

notes on a simple life

three on tuesday || no right way

“I made cranberry sauce, and when it was done put it into a dark blue bowl for the beautiful contrast. I was thinking, doing this, about the old ways of gratitude: Indians thanking the deer they'd slain, grace before supper, kneeling before bed. I was thinking that gratitude is too much absent in our lives now, and we need it back, even if it only takes the form of acknowledging the blue of a bowl against the red of cranberries.” 
― Elizabeth Berg, Open House

on thursday i will welcome december,
while reflecting on november's month of gratitude.
acknowledging the birds at the feeders, 
a warm home and clean sheets, but
also aware that there is so much more.
gratitudes, i can feel but can't put into words,
yet. . . but i am aware and learning. 
i come away with the understanding that
there is no right or wrong way to notice
and give thanks, other than just doing so. 
every. single. day. 
making it a habit, a constant, a necessity,
for a full life.