Gifts

I've been reading One Thousand Gifts, by Ann Voskamp. As it turns out, a day has many gifts to give. Here are some of mine from the past few days.

Beads of dew clinging to the tips of grass blades, shining crystal

Morning sun streaming through leaves, dappling sidewalks in dancing shadows

Blankets of foamy mist, quieting the morning

Giggles of delight from a body just awoken

Short baby arms clinging in a hug

A gift of blue paper, images glued on with three-year-old grace

The confident, hardworking hand of my life partner wrapped up in mine

A smile and nod from an unlikely place

Bright duplo blocks scattered on the rug

The warmth that comes with bread rising and sets the birds singing

Songs coming from the baby's crib, the older causing the younger to laugh in glee

The blink and glow of an evening in high summer

Patterns of light on the wall

Written words, "I'll be home soon."

Golden strands of hair blowing in the breeze of the swing

A quiet hour of sleep

Green of the garden, everyday growing