Burning Bridges

Gratitude List:
1.  Fickle weather.  Shall we have a little shower?  Okay.  So a bit of thunder?  Now some sun and a gentle breeze.  Here’s some lightning and a whoosh of  rain.  Mist and drizzle?  Sure.  I loved the variety of weathers this day.
2.  Burning Bridges.  Well, ours at least.  We went to the commemoration of the 150th anniversary of the day Union troops burned the Wrightsville bridge to stop Confederate forces from crossing the Susquehanna.  Tonight they lit fires on the piers of the old bridge, closed off the modern bridge so we could stand on it and watch, and then lit fireworks.  On the way home, Jon asked Ellis–who was wildly fascinated by all the bits of engineering involved in the process–what his favorite part of the evening was.  He said, “There were good jokes.”  He liked the camaraderie with our friends the Freibergs and the odd Civil War historian.  That warms my heart.
3.  The fridge is working again.  Jon is right–being without it was really not big deal.  We have other working fridges in the house for farm things.  But I was getting really tired of  running up and down the basement stairs just to make breakfast, and then to put it all away.
4.  Break time with the farm crew.  Speaking of camaraderie, I love the conversation and community of sitting around the table eating together.
5.  Bed.  I am tired, so tired.

May we walk in beauty.

Gratitude List: Last of 2012

It’s been a few days.  We’ve been sick.  Still, there has been much to be grateful about.  Tomorrow, I plan to start a new Poem-a-Day process for the month of January.  I’ll have to come up with the prompts mostly on my own, so please don’t hesitate to throw some my way!

1.  A black crow flying above golden corn stubble sprinkled with white snow.
2.  Rosy dawn sun shining through gull wings.
3.  The way Wrightsville nestles into the hillside in the setting sun.
4.  Mom’s chicken corn noodle soup.
5.  Jon’s tireless care of the rest of us, through midnight wakefulness to morning retching.  That’s a good man.

May we walk in Beauty.