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First, a 3-inch snowfall right in time for my flute solo at the annual Epiphany concert. Next we hit the sub-zero weather. And that’s Farenheit, for my Celcius friends out ther. Brrrrrrrrumba. So where’s the gratitude? Everywhere.
- It’s nearly the middle of January, and it’s the very first sub-zero day. That’s something worth celebrating.
- The snow on the trees froze to beautiful crystals that dazzle in the cold sunlight.
- The days are getting longer.
- The solo went well. Not flawless, but close enough to make me happy. Lots of positive feedback,which I’m holding onto tightly.
- A flute trio with a friend and an little girl, which got spontaneous applause at church. I call in Two Old Ladies and a LIttle Girl.
- Amtrak. I’m on my way to visit Mom for five days. Yeah!
- Black paint on yellow caution signs turned beautiful in a backdrop of dazzling snow.
- The cofidence of Gloria Doty. She asked me to be an “advance reader” for her new novel Bring a Cowboy Home. What a lovely story. I started reading it on the train, and had to make myself put it down to write this post. Thank you Gloria!
- Long underwear. I’m pretty sure that needs no explanation.
- Blue tooth keyboards. I can type with my keyboard on my lap and my iPad somewhere secure.
