Moon Rising Spirit of Thanksgiving
As I walked the streets with my dog this evening I watched the moon beam not-quite-full but bright as it sifted through the clouds in its pathway to the end of Thanksgiving 2015. On this day I spent my time with loved ones—my dog, my friends, and my self—a near perfect day.
The end of this day is near and I sit here in awe of the feeling of serenity engulfing me at this time. My dog lay sleeping nearby in my bed, warming it for when I join him for a snuggle and a good night of sleep. I hear the soft sound of his breathing, occasionally interrupted by a whimper of a puppy dream. I chuckle and hope the recap of his day is as good for him as mine is for me.
I am ever so thankful for this blessed holiday and the gifts of good food for the body and the company of loved ones to feed the spirit. No doubt the blessings, along with a bit o' sunshine, shall continue come the rising of the sun tomorrow.
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