Getting up and doing the daily routine is sometimes the most satisfying thing you can ask from a day. Feeding and walking your dogs. Changing the lightbulb. Making a grocery list. Arranging the pumpkins on the porch. Seeing the rosy fingers of dawn stretch across the horizon – the glassy bayou – the dew moist grass in City Park – a great white heron stretch out across the lagoon. Familiar faces to greet you – human and canine and feline.
An overwhelming sense of gratitude that you live in New Orleans, in Faubourg St John, on the bayou, in the LaLa, and inside yourself.