Thursday was Thanksgiving, which is a time that always sets me to thinking about what I have to be thankful for. This year the list is long and includes the continued good health of Wilhelm's parents, the recovery of my sister from a scary disease, our ongoing delight in our neighbors and friends here on 22nd Avenue, and our joy at being in Spokane, which really is near nature and near perfect.
I'm also grateful for other things: The Spokane Symphony and the resplendent new Fox, the Civic Theater (where we saw a show yesterday before going to Cyrus O'Leary's for burgers with friends), A Grand Yarn (my local yarn store), Auntie's Bookstore, Huppins (the best place in town to buy a TV or a camera, bar none), Tillamook ice cream, Picabu bistro, and the remarkable Spokane Library, which does more with less money than any other institution in town.
And one particular thing I've been grateful for in recent years is the world of bloggers. Albert Schweitzer said, "Do something for somebody every day for which you do not get paid." So many people post every day about cooking and knitting, their jobs and their families, and especially about the books they are reading, a little gift from them to us every day, and something for us all to be thankful for year round.