Today I must express my gratitude for the quiet moments.
Yesterday was a beautiful near-spring day. The sun has a bit of warmth in it now as it shines on us. The sky is a different, kinder blue. The clouds are warmer and flocculent, not cold and threatening.
It was a pleasure to be behind the wheel of my car. I wanted to keep going, to see what the uncovering world had to offer.
Instead I stopped at a large chain grocery store for a maple long john after having my appetite whetted by a donut hole at a store's grand opening.
It was what I wanted.
I sat with it at a small table near a window and looked out to the sun and the melt.
The store was quiet but for the music, Linda Ronstadt's cover of Roy Orbison's (and Joe Melson) "Blue Bayou." It was fitting and smooth and mournful, in the deep, passionate way.
It was a small island of quiet joy in a warm day, and for it I am grateful.
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