Quiet day at home.  Hearing the sounds of the city outside my apartment, grateful for where I live and who I live with.  Grateful for people who live near me, and grateful for some who live far.  Noticing the monochrome color scheme of the sky, the apartment buildings across the street, our apartment walls and carpet; grateful for colorful pillows.  For color (like the bright red lipstick I'm wearing on this quiet day at home).  For my cat who gets up from her nap across the room to come and nap next to me.  Grateful for sentimental trinkets and hot tea.  Grateful for this little blog and the people who have followed my life through it.

Shalom.