• Weeds that bloom
• A smashed frog, mouse, and a few birds
• Whiff of a cattle truck
• New driveways
• A rainbow in a pool of standing, smelly water
• Good morning sunshine that highlights the elevator and a flock of doves who live at the top
• Lazy cats under cars
• Catbird songs
• A yappy overweight chihuahua
• Lawn statues
• Linden tree fragrance
• Fabric softener dryer sheet smell wafting down New York Street
• A coyote howl
• Tree branches that couldn’t withstand the storm
• Sweat forming on my forehead
• Finally a morning without a rogue uncooperative shoestring

• Early morning storm clouds off in the distance, shaded a beautiful pink with the pre-dawn
• Cool air on my face
• Time to focus, pray, and listen
• Gravel crunch
• Cracks in the sidewalk and street that remind me to not step on them or I’ll break my mother’s back
• How a vehicle sounds on a brick street
• Robin chirps
• Sprinklers automatically watering the grass
• A rooster oodle-dooing in the middle of town
• The early birds like me, walking their dogs, exercising, or raking their grass – all before the rest of the world decides it is time to get up
• Political yard signs that turn my stomach and make me want to turtle, until I realize at least they are exercising their rights
• Listening to an eye-opening book as I walk that makes six miles bearable and just might keep me going

For these things, I am grateful.