Some days I like to wax poetic when I do my appreciations. I never lack for people, experiences, and things to appreciate and it can be so fun to roll them around in my brain and see which pretty things float to the top. (Well, I think that’s how it works. I can’t actually see inside my head, so it might be a different sort of process…) Some days it is 9:15 and I am ready for sleep, so I just make a little list and go to bed. 😉

Snow.

My brothers.

A newly swept floor.