I am grateful for my bike ride this morning, and pretty much every morning.

I am grateful for a post-deadline day of catchup, before I start panicking about the next deadline.

I am grateful for beavers, and scouting in general. In a Facebook comment relating to this blog, an old buddy of mine from when we were scouts mentioned that a song we used to sing back then was a big hit with his kid’s beaver colony. And so, tonight, I led a chorus of 5-7 year olds in “Flea Fly Floe”.  They lapped it up.