Day Three of this head cold.
When I set out to intentionally find and document all the signs, joys and traditions of Autumn, this is not exactly what I had in mind. I am grateful to say this is NOT a family tradition, though it does qualify as a sign of the season I suppose.
I spent yesterday pretty much unconscious of life around me, but I am better today and am trying to be grateful for the moments instead of complaining- which is something I am trying to grow in- gratitude I mean, not complaining (I'm already an expert in the realm of complaints).
So . . . the Joys of today . . .
. . . a surprise bouquet of 'get well' flowers from Husband ( more like 'shock' than surprise- as in 'who are you and where is my Husband?!' )
. . . an orange-spiced candle cheering the gloomy afternoon (wish I could smell it!)
. . . tea prepared and served by the younger (with little bits of floating leaves still in it- precious!)
. . . cozy on the couch reading The Hobbit together
. . . nowhere I have to be; nothing I have to miss
. . . sweet, encouraging comments and emails
. . . lots of cross stitch time
. . . children who can take care of themselves (and me as well!)
. . . cats who love me enough to bring get-well gifts delivered right to the front door (if only they weren't covered in feathers and known to once be bird-shaped!)
. . . cats who then proceed to sleep the day away to recover from all their effort - purring every so often to remind one how wonderful they are!
. . . rain (watering the garden and making the ground soft for transplanting)
. . . sun (to spotlight the beauty of Autumn right from the kitchen window)