Gratitude #22

This isn't about saying thanks for the rain. This is about the gratitude I have for the smell of rain. I grew up in the country where you could always smell the rain a'coming. The smell of the dust being layed down. The smell of the freshness of vegetation drinking in the rain. The smell of aliveness in the skys.
I am so fond of the smell of rain. My kids are like..."Yeah Mum, I smell it already..."

Smell the country carried along by water. New rain.

Gratitude #21

I have one of these everyday. I still have a sigh of relief at the start of everyone. A hot shower is such a blessing.

Clean, hot, running water. Bliss.

Gratitude #20

I have been helping out with rehearsals for my J-boy's musical. It gives me the chance to do things that I love (ie singing, dancing, performing!). The kids are great to work with and their energy and talent is wonderful for the soul.

Singing with young people. Good vibes.

Gratitude #19

With all the food restrictions and avoidances I have I don't have a wide range of snack options. I probably have an orange a day now. I just cut mine into 6 and then end up with juice or over me and bits in my teeth. Hubby M, however says he has now reached master level in preparing an orange for me. No skin, small pieces, served with a fork. I get spoilt regularly with one of his 'master' oranges.

No mess orange. Prepared by hubby M.

Gratitude #18

My little man is a hugger. Always has been. He's turning 11 soon.  His hugging days may be numbered. I'll take them when I can.

Little Man's hugs. Warms the heart.

Gratitude #17

I give thanks for my Miss G who is developing the habit of emptying the dishwasher first thing in the morning.

Empty dishwasher. Great morning start.

Bring It Back Again

Last August my wheels fell off. 
I have a great pit crew working with me.
Laps are slow going.


I've been set the task of keeping a gratitude journal.
I blogged that once.
Bring it back again.