I am grateful for an old radio that once resided in my grandfather’s office, then later in the work shed at my family’s cabin, and now on a shelf at my office. It’s a radio that’s been present for decades of enjoyable puttering, and I am honoured to imbue it with a (hopefully) few decades more of the same.
I am grateful for the breakfast sandwich one can get at Picnic on Fort Street in this town. It’s some kind of good!
Also: Anar, a Persian place on Quadra Street. Friday is lamb shank night. Omg, omg. NOM NOM NOM!
I am grateful for kids jumping on a trampoline before bed. They were at it for a good 20-30 minutes, and after that, bedtime was pretty dang easy!