Old Friends, Linguini, & Muddy Boots

I got a chance to talk with one of my oldest friends today and it was wonderful to hear her voice. I’m grateful for our friendship.

I made linguini and sausage for dinner. I’m grateful that my son was excited for dinner rather than complaining that I’d made something he didn’t like tonight.

My son and I fed the alpacas at the farm park this afternoon, which means walking through the mud in the paddock where they hang out. I was grateful for the squishy earth under my boots today, which reminds me of being a boy growing up in the country.

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