February 9 Art, Affection, Ardor
Nearly every morning, I stop at a cafe on the way to work and pick up my first bit of “art” for the day.
Despite the routine, I am captivated by the artful precision of the barista and anxious to see the end result pushed across the counter to me. What will it be today? a heart? a flower? a fleur de leis?
Start your day with a small sip of art, you will be pleasantly surprised at the impact it makes.
Today, I am thankful for things that keep me smiling.
- The art of the barista that meets my mornings and transforms my days into adventure.
- For quiet affection, unspoken yet powerfully present.
- Unwavering ardor. Days, weeks, months … a year.
For what are you thankful?