Today I'm thankful for:
Our warm little home and cozy basement;
These beautiful birds: the bald eagle who came back to the farm to roost on the dead tree in the hill field on his way South for the season and the red-tailed hawk who followed us with his eyes until we saw him and then swooped low in front of us, showing off, as we walked this morning;
My husband's good job;
Bittersweet and falling leaves;
My family, and getting to see them for the Thanksgiving holiday tomorrow;
A big white dog who will sit! from fifty feet in the face of a bounding deer or a nervous mama cow, but who will go absolutely bananas ("le chien est bananes, b-a-n-a-n-e-s") with a stick in his mouth running down the driveway;
The sweet boy in my belly who kicks when I sing along to Hank Williams on the car radio.
I hope you have a great Thanksgiving tomorrow!
(Now I have to go listen to the Raffi song that inspired the title of this post or else it will be in my head all day-- we sure did listen to a lot of Raffi in the minivan when I was a kid...)