Today was Thursday. How did that happen? I’ve accounted for the end of last week through Sunday, but where did the beginning of this week go?
However, if it is Thursday (and every calendar and computer has assured me that it really is), it must be time to reflect on three beautiful things from the past week:
1. Every year we drive out to Aldie, Virginia, to cut down our Christmas tree and then stop by the British Pantry to pick up a treat or two. Arriving a little earlier than usual this year, we ask if there’s an open table in the tearoom. After a delicious full tea with sandwiches and sweets, the matron asks us if we’d like a couple more scones because it’s the end of the day.
2. A few blocks from the Burrow an orange motorcycle with a sidecar sits parallel-parked. I wonder where its riders are and where they’re heading.
3. An impoverished man steps onto the Metro. He settles into a seat and gently nestles his aged, off-white accordion at his feet.
How about you? What’s been beautiful in your world this week?