Good morning from my beloved school house table. And hello from daily pancakes (yeah it might be a problem)from reading Mary Oliver the day after her birthday (because yesterday required an evening swim instead)from a newly-turned voracious reader sitting next to me (such joy!)from the postcard bookmark which is actually fan mail (sent to my cat, not me)Soon I'll stand up and put on pants (or shorts) and get on with my day. Soonish anyway.But first, this chilly breeze at the table, this food, this reader and that reader, this gratitude, this home spun dream.