Just a few of the day's blessings.

Dear God,
Thank you for the blessings of each and every day of my life. For helping me to realize that sometimes the greatest blessings are the simplest things or happenings such as: how much better a hot shower can make me feel while recovering from a miserable head/chest cold; how many times a day I feel joy and smile just from looking at the sweet, sweet man in my life, from the hugs, kisses and jokes that we share, from watching our cat go through her comical maneuvers; from watching the birds darting from feeder to tree and back again, chickadees and tufted titmouse, nuthatches, finches and our cardinal couple. (Sorry, I'm not thanking you for the bluejays; I know I should, but I can't. They are loud, greedy, pushy bullies and I wish you would keep them way back in the woods where they belong. And while I'm at it, the gray squirrels too) From watching the lovely deer that come to the feeding stations that my man makes out back, anywhere from 15 to 20 at a time. It is almost time for them to come, so thank you again for my day so far.

Apology

I need to apologize to anyone following this blog who may have been remotely interested in the so-called story I began. I have decided it is a non-story and going nowhere. Or rather, it is a tired old story of inheritance, the resulting greed and desire for control, and the ending of a lifelong friendship. There, story told. As I said, a worn-out, tired old story, experienced and told and re-told around the world probably hundreds, maybe thousands of times. Not worth going through again.

My apologies to all. I will write again when I have something better to say.