Good Spirits, I do not expect a rainbow leading to a cheering crowd, a bouquet of flowers and a pot of gold at the end of today's journey.
But, the small pleasures of jobs complete, Sam greeting one at the door with a wagging tail, a hint of fall in the air, and the blazing tithonia reaching for the sky. These blessings will more than be enough. Thank you for them. Thank you for this day. Thank you for each and every day.
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