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On Gratitude

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I’ve been keeping a gratitude journal for years. The lovely friend Karen who first encouraged me to write down what I’m thankful for passed away this summer. I miss her, and I’m grateful for the love and joy she brought into my life. As I’m getting ready to celebrate fifty years on this earth, I thought I’d share some things I’m grateful for…

The deep blue of the sky on a late fall day in Cheltenham.


My body, its resiliency, strength, and ability to get me from point A to point B, its many pleasures.

My friends, the ones who sent notes of love and hope and silliness during a recent difficult time.

Family, the love, joy and challenge of being in relationship. Women, like my Aunt Emma–I hope to be having as much fun as she was when I’m 99!

Water, especially rivers and the sea.

Inkpot Cottage, my home in the UK.

Love and kindness.

Words and ideas and the joy they never fail to bring.

Thanks to everyone who has been part of my life for the past fifty years. Here’s to many more moments of good food and drink, conversation, adventure and pleasure.

Here’s a song that’s been playing in my head lately, which a local band, The Bridge, introduced to me during a recent set in Cheltenham. So lucky to feel lovely!