Gratitude Friday

1. Avocados. Yup, I’m still obsessed with them, keep finding new ways to eat them, places to add them. They are one of those foods that as a kid I would have said “yuck,” and because of that just trusted I didn’t like them, but at some point tried them as an adult and thought, “what?! why didn’t anyone tell me of this deliciousness?!” The same thing happened with fresh tomatoes from my garden, spinach and brussel sprouts and oatmeal — love them now, hated them then.

2. Peonies. Yes, still. The season is just about over, and I have realized I need to get at least three or four more plants to put in my front yard to even begin to be satisfied next year.

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3. A haircut and some highlights. It feels healthier, looks like summer.

4. Sitting in the backyard with Dexter and Sam on a day when it didn’t get to be as hot as predicted. I was feeling anxious and sad about a few things, felt like the world was just way too complicated for me and I needed a time out. Dexter wanted to play and Sam was guarding the yard from invisible squirrels. The birds and the butterflies, the blue sky and clouds, the shade of the trees and the soft green of the grass — I finally felt like I could breathe.

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5. The way Dexter came in last night to invite me outside, where Sam and Eric were already, gave me that look, that smile, that wag of the tail, and as soon as I agreed, he ran full speed, making circles around the yard like a mad man, butt tucked and ears back, big smile on his face, just like when he was a puppy.

Bonus Joy: Another week with Dexter. Even as our time together is clearly winding down (he has been having a bloody nose about every three days, sounds a bit stuffed up, and the top of his nose is looking a little swollen), he still does all the things he does with so much joy.

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6 thoughts on “Gratitude Friday

  1. Rita Ott Ramstad

    Here is what I’m grateful for: All spring long, I’ve been calling my peonies “primroses.” Why? I have no idea. But now, thanks to your lovely photos, I realize that the flowers I’ve been so in love with are actually peonies. Thank you. 🙂

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    1. jillsalahub Post author

      You are right! I noticed you did that the other day, but I thought you were just writing really fast and slipped! Now that you know, you need this poem, Peonies, by Mary Oliver:

      This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready
      to break my heart
      as the sun rises,
      as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingers

      and they open–
      pools of lace,
      white and pink–
      and all day the black ants climb over them,

      boring their deep and mysterious holes
      into the curls,
      craving the sweet sap,
      taking it away

      to their dark, underground cities–
      and all day
      under the shifty wind,
      as in a dance to the great wedding,

      the flowers bend their bright bodies,
      and tip their fragrance to the air,
      and rise,
      their red stems holding

      all that dampness and recklessness
      gladly and lightly,
      and there it is again–
      beauty the brave, the exemplary,

      blazing open.
      Do you love this world?
      Do you cherish your humble and silky life?
      Do you adore the green grass, with its terror beneath?

      Do you also hurry, half-dressed and barefoot, into the garden,
      and softly,
      and exclaiming of their dearness,
      fill your arms with the white and pink flowers,

      with their honeyed heaviness, their lush trembling,
      their eagerness
      to be wild and perfect for a moment, before they are
      nothing, forever?

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  2. amystew

    I laughed when I read the Avocado section — our lists are almost identical, though I have yet to fall in love with oatmeal. Thank you for brightening my day.

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    1. jillsalahub Post author

      Amy, the trick for me with oatmeal is that I realized I don’t like it the way most people eat it: mushy and with milk. I like it pretty sticky, made with water and with lots of added fruit (peaches being my favorite). That way it reminds me of an especially gooey oatmeal cookie. My absolute favorite oatmeal is apple pie oatmeal: make a regular serving of oatmeal and smash a slice of apple pie in it 🙂

      Reply

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