I do know there is beauty wherever we are if we make ourselves available to it—in New York City, in Seattle, around a table where a meal is being shared… its everywhere.
The first thought I had upon taking my first bite of this revelation of a pie was that it would make a wonderful gift. Better still, hand deliver it and stay for a cup of coffee and, of course, a slice of chocolate pie.
“The pillows supporting your back tell you it’s okay/ to spend two days a month on the sofa/ Its soft red curves remind you the world has this way
of moving itself along without your toil… This is rest. This is ease. Maybe even grace…”
I got up REALLY early today, which I love. My clock said 4AM but we all know it was really 5. Welcome to the biannual time change everybody (except for those of you in Arizona)!