I'm thankful for this quiet time, punctuated by birds calling to each other.
I also like the grinding sound of frogs lulling me to sleep at night.
I love summer weather, the only barrier between me and the great outdoors is a window screen. This time of year there's little distinction between inside and out--my house functions like a screen tent, a view and noise and fresh air coming at us from every room.
I'm happy to be barefoot except for when I slide on flip-flops to go grocery shopping.
My new favorite book ever is Beauty Queens by Libba Bray. It's genius. It's hilarious. It's scathing and sharp and brilliant and awesome. I'm so glad I found it at the public library. Go read it. Here's an excerpt:
“I’ve been thinking about that book about the boys who crash on an island,” Mary Lou said to Adina one afternoon as they rested on their elbows taking bites from the same papaya.
“Lord of the Flies. What about it?”
You know how you said it wasn’t a true measure of humanity because there were no girls and you wondered how it would be different if there had been girls?”
“Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one’s watching them so they can be who they really are.”
There was something about the island that made the girls forget who they had been. All those rules and shalt nots. They were no longer waiting for some arbitrary grade. They were no longer performing. Waiting. Hoping.
They were becoming.
Here's another one: “I've had so many bikini waxes, I cry every time I see a Popsicle stick.”
I need to read more by this author.
I'm grateful for swimming, fireflies, strawberries, delphiniums, pizza delivery, my neighbor gal being home for the summer, the hammock on our front porch and kids who haven't been bored yet this summer vacation. I'm super-thankful for Mr. B, my "reluctant reader" asking me to read another chapter out of The Cavendish School for Boys and Girls before bed last night.
Spill it, reader. What's making you thankful today?