every once in awhile, when the kids were little, i would buy something for
one of them and tuck it away for their birthday or Christmas, and then
forget about it. i would find it eventually while hunting in one of the closets
or a drawer for something. . . it seems i did the very same thing
with the dog this year. he however did not know that today was not a special day
because every day is worth celebrating in his book. and he loves his new rabbit.
things i noticed today:
my breath, crisp fresh air, the sound of a new bird i could not identify, ice in the bird-feeders, sunlight flowing in the front windows, the dust on the floor, latte art, a cat in the driveway and feeling balanced.