I love how she loves to run. Gracie that is. I love how she finds the ball, no matter where it’s hidden and how she drops it at my feet and then heads for the outfield.
I love my red dahlias in the fall when the change of season is just around the corner, when they spread their color and droop with the weight of the first heavy rain. 
I love how I have stories in my head, blog posts, philosophical thoughts ripe with hope and meaning and depth.
I love it when i surprise myself and succeed
I love pandora radio, music playing in the background all day long, Judy Collins enhancing mood and putting spice to memory.
I love friends who can connect in heart and head. Those who can be honest even when it hurts.
I love my sister and my sons, my nephew and my dogs.
I love Lisa who loves Aaron
I love waking up early in the morning because I know I have “white space,” time to breath, walk slow and watch the creation open up like time lapse photography, a full and beautiful day unfolding in full before me.
I love a beer in the evening, Stella or Pale Ale.
I love to see the sun go down on a Friday night, to know it’s time to rest and praise that there is hope in what seems to be a sad world.
I love popcorn and figs and Mocking Birds. I love real mail from friends. I love cool screen savers and knitting a sweater which takes a long time. I love to find a book that inspires me and people who can learn and admit when they’re wrong and who realize that it’s OK not to be perfect.
These some things that I love. What do you love?
