Friday, January 2, 2026

Five Beautiful Things

 

Monday
A whole day with my grandson. I watched him squeeze play dough into a mold with the seriousness of an artist. 
Tuesday
It snowed and it was quiet and arrived beautifully without asking. 
Wednesday
Stayed home and sewed up a small cat plushie, a quiet reminder of childhood.  
Thursday
Bought a bouquet of white carnations as pale as winter light. 
Friday
My cat sat on my lap and fell asleep, trusting nothing could reach us.

Georgia

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