The last week of October, I dished up my last bowl of chili and ate it at my desk.
I took each spoonful from the styrofoam bowl (only thing I can find at the office) nice and slowly to savor the flavors that reminded me of harvest. Well, it’s not really the end of the leftover chili – a giant tupperware found its way to the freezer after my harvest party on October 13 (It seems my math skills = extra, so it’s a good thing there was freezer space).
There is no better celebration than one that invites others to join in.
This is exactly the kind that happened right around my birthday about a month ago. The blessings got to be too much, so writing about it seemed like giving one bar of notes to what deserved a full symphonic movement.
I finally decided that something was better than nothing and so I’ll share some pictures to give you a taste of the blessing that overflowed.
There is no better celebration than one that invites others to join in… and I hope to be doing a lot more inviting.
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What a lovely slideshow! Love your thankful, celebrative heart.