I have been struggling with this whole, "I am going to spend November cataloging all of the things I have to be thankful for" trend. I think that it fantastic that we all stop complaining and criticizing and instead examine the blessings in our lives, BUT I get my panties all in a bunch when I start to read the laundry list of how awesome everyone's lives are. Is this a contest?
That being said, I do want to take the time to think about the things in my life that are wonderful and special and bring a smile to my face. And I am going to be completely honest about some of the weird things that just make me happy to have my life. (Plus I hate to be left out, so I am totally joining in.)
November 1: I am grateful for fantastic fall colors, with a side serving of appreciation for the fact that my neighbors don't call the police on me when they see me crawling through their yards with my camera. You see, I don't have any pretty trees in my yard, sniff, sniff.
Between that yellow (Silver Maple, maybe?) and the red of the Burning Bush, I was in love.
Also, I am thankful that I didn't make a total fool of myself by slipping, tripping, falling or doing something equally as clumsy as I took these photos on one of the busiest streets in town.