I am grateful for foggy mornings. We don’t have them very often over here, and they seem so…mysterious.
I am grateful that I am done with The Hunger Games series. They were definitely thought-provoking, and I enjoyed them, but the ending wasn’t terribly uplifting. I think the books were good, and I’m no stranger to books where everyone doesn’t live happily ever after, but I prefer happily ever after. I’m looking for escapism here! Regardless, I am looking forward to seeing how they translate into the movies.
I am grateful that Anya enjoys her gymnastics so much. Last week she started in the Advanced Beginners class, so she had moved up a level. She seems to really like her new teacher, too.
There is a soup drive at church, and I am grateful that we are able to contribute to help others.
I am grateful I can do fun things with my hair, and that Pinterest is around to show me tons more fun hairstyles. 🙂
I am grateful that Anya also likes to read. Getting her required 15 minutes a day is usually not a problem for her. The problem tends to be getting her to stop reading and go to sleep at night.
So many things to be grateful for. Love the shot of the soup cans. Very Andy Warhol…
Where we live, on the ridge of a gorge, the misty mornings are super cool too. Great photo.