September 2: I am grateful for melons and the ones who grow them.

September 4: I am so grateful for walks along the river with friends, both human and canine.

September 5: I am grateful for my landlord, David Livingston.

September 8: I am grateful for friends who walk with me when I really need their help. Friends who are also doing the work of speaking truth and who communicate well.

September 9: I am grateful I was not hit by the motorcycle that did not stop as I was crossing the street in the crosswalk.

September 11: I am grateful for these plums from a friend of a friend’s garden and also for this Oregon geode, cut and polished by a friend who is moving away.

I am grateful I know what to do when I see a dog in a dark vehicle on a hot summer day, with very little ventilation.

September 12: I am grateful to have found this professional french fry cutter second hand. Now I can make my own sweet potato fries in the oven.

September 18: I am grateful for this down comforter, King Size, for my Queen size bed.

September 19: I am grateful that when I took Pearl’s medicine accidentally this morning , I did not suffer ill effects (or start barking).

September 21: I am grateful to collaborate with Janet on her mural design at church. The opportunity to be a part of her art like this is a gift.

September 22: I am grateful for friends with gardens. I’m also grateful for handmade wooden drums and googly eyes.

September 26: I am grateful that I have been given the opportunity to work with and spend time with kids. They are the best version of humans.

September 29: I am grateful to live in a relatively quiet town, with relatively short rush hour spurts.

September 30: I am grateful for this brilliant Fall day.