:: thankful ::

This morning I have a thankful heart.

Thankful for a warming fire.

Thankful for a drawer full of woolens.

 Thankful for blankets.

For the promise of a sun shiny day.

Thankful for the second story fireplace.

That first cup of hot coffee in my morning.

Warm fuzzy slippers on cold hardwood floors.



Yesterday afternoon

I was having a coffee and conversation

(we have a never-ending conversation)

with my sister Sue

when a

clankity-clank-clank

competed with our voices.

After a short search we discovered

it was coming from the furnace.

The short story...

a repairman will be visiting today.

Our temperatures have been very mild

this winter...but my, oh my, am

I thankful for flannel sheets.

It is 50 degrees in the house.

I feel like you should be able

to see my hot breath on the screen.

Those woolens we have been ignoring

are now getting used...

indoors.

Blankets...snuggling...finding a sunny spot...

oh, and of course...

sipping hot coffee

are on my agenda until

Mr. Fix-It arrives.

Until then...
I will raise a prayer of thanks
for all things
warm.