…gratitude emerges in the details - in the specificity of noticing.

I recently spent several weeks back in Texas at the ranch. I was there to write…

I am so much more than what I get done in a day. I have all the time I need.

Layers of snow built up over this winter are beginning to warm, to melt, to soften gently back into the earth, drawing nourishment for days of growth ahead.

I see where snow has dripped off fir trees. I see last year’s coneflowers peeking through snow. I see a log that could harbor a chipmunk.

I did the most beautiful thing for myself yesterday (well, yesterday and a couple weeks ago).