sweaters and chamomile...

Today is the day that I choose to find good in the fact that there is snow in the mountains and I have a GIANT mosquito bite on my left shin. I'm sitting here trying to not eat an entire pound of almonds as I wait for a fabulous dinner with friends that I don't see nearly enough. It's the last day of September. It snowed in the mountains and rained in the valley and I celebrated it with a cup of bliss (tomato basil soup) and fresh bread sticks. Not all of my tomatoes ripened before the weather turned cold so I am toying with the concept of "fried green tomatoes"-is it really more than a film and an actual edible concoction that can provide nourishment? Love, in it's 4 greatest forms, fills my life and I choose to appreciate it. I also choose turtleneck sweaters, warm fleecy jackets, and hot chamomile tea before delving into my favorite books that are physical proof that I have a spiritual father who loves me. Everyday as I left home for school, my mother said goodbye with "Make it a good day!" Today, inadvertently, I did.