Outside my window this morning

A long long time ago, when I was nursing (some baby or another) and was held hostage in front of the tv, I watched Oprah. I've got nothing against Oprah, it's just that we don't watch tv usually, and so I haven't seen her in a while.

But back then, she talked about this thing called the gratitude journal or somesuch, where she would keep a list of things that made her give thanks for life, or the world, or whatever, and review it at the end of each day to remind her of all the blessings she has.

She's pretty funny, actually, and one day she said she was feeling low, and looked out the window of her office and saw a squirrel eating a nut and thought "I better write that down; the way this day is going I might have to use the damn squirrel tonight."

I think about that often for some reason, and so I was tickled pink this morning when this little guy showed up in my window, and spent a good ten minutes there, checking out the bittersweet, sniffing the pumpkins, generally not bothered by me and my camera at all.

Fortunately, I've got lots and lots and lots of things to be grateful for tomorrow, and every day, other than that squirrel. But he was pretty cute, nonetheless. And a reminder to keep my eyes open to the beauty and goodness all around me.

More tomorrow. Thanks for reading.
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