Silas burst out of the front door today as if he'd been caged inside for weeks. The shining sun and the sudden warmth were enough to lure us outside without coats for a few minutes of stomping around the yard. His little eyes notice, and inspire him to comment on, everything; pebbles, leaves, moss, water, and every spot he's ever seen a squirrel. He moves in fits and starts, from one point of interest to the next and he shows me so much that I would have missed without his keen observation. I'm grateful to be along for the ride.
This is the season of giving thanks. In an attempt to keep my daily gratitude practice at the forefront of my mind, I hope to post here a daily simplicity for which I am grateful.