I am thankful for my my memory for song lyrics. I sang everything from Take Me Out To The Ballgame to The Boxer. I threw any kind of public soloing embarrassment out the window and kept going. It kept the whining at bay, and we headed home with 12 pounds.
I am thankful for pink, tired faces smeared in blackberry juice and sweaty hair and even small, stinky feet. I am thankful the employee let us have an extra box to protect my floor mats from blackberry juice (even if it still leaked through). And I'm thankful for baths and showers as soon as we got home.
I am thankful for cobbler for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I am thankful for bear, bow tie, and star cookie cutters and baking with my daughter. I am thankful for sneaking "just a pinch" of raw batter or dough.
I am thankful for blackberry muffins and my first foray into canning. (Christine, it's not hard at all!) I am thankful for jars on hand and a pot large enough to cover them. I am thankful for vague recommendations like "it's jammed when a spoon held horizontal drips twice." I am thankful for blackberry jam full of seeds that crunch and stick in my teeth.
I am thankful for pints of frozen berries in my freezer and blackberry sauce for pancakes and waffles. I am thankful the waning days of summer with its loads of produce. Peaches next!
A Fly on our (Chicken Coop) Wall, Amycake and the Dude, Considerings, Finding Ninee, Getting Literal, I Want Backsies, Mother of Imperfection, Rewritten, Thankful Me, The Wakefield Doctrine
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