Sunday Thanksgiving

Here are some things I am thankful for today, in no particular order:

Good poems like In Flanders Field.

Last night's rain.  (Correction:  That should be tippy-top in my order.  Thank you, God.) 

Brazilian music on a Sunday afternoon.

A walk in the woods in the winter's dusk.

Sleeping cats.  They're like stuffed animals.

Church folk.

Leftovers.  It  IS  the Day of Rest, after all.

That's it.  I am thankful.