Tuesday

Sometimes, the thought of certain things changing, or going away, sends a chill through my veins.

When it doesn't, I know it's time to let go.

Sometimes, I'm surprised by which things are which.

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I love the way rain changes your whole day.

I love listening to a four year old making plans with her grandparents over the phone.

I love the photos in the latest issue of this joy + ride.

I love The Work at Hand, the introduction to this cookbook. It made me weep. A cookbook made me weep. It was written twenty years ago, and every word is relevant.

More tomorrow. Thanks for reading.
tt