By singer/songwriter Carrie Newcomer
Every night before I go to sleep
I say out loud
Three things that I’m grateful for,
All the significant, insignificant
Extraordinary, ordinary stuff of my life.
It’s a small practice and humble,
And yet, I find I sleep better
Holding what lightens and softens my life
Ever so briefly at the end of the day.
…
And after three things,
More often than not,
I get on a roll and I just keep on going,
I keep naming and listing,
Until I lie grinning,
Blankets pulled up to my chin,
Awash with wonder
At the sweetness of it all.
The rest of Carrie’s poem and the complete Krista Tippett interview with her can be found here. Krista Tippett’s inspired and informed podcast series is high on my own list of gratitudes.
As for this photograph, another personal gratitude would have to be Gibb’s Gardens, a local venue that opened just a few years ago. This long-time dream of its owner welcomes visitors daily, and on a few Saturday evenings in summer, when it hosts “Twilight in the Gardens”. His dream is our great fortune.
Kathleen Gill 