I am thankful not only for family and friends, but also for the nameless faces I encounter during my brief sojourn through Earth. The farmers whose hard work and effort results in the thyme, cinnamon and various spices that grace my frying pan. The sanitation workers I’ve had the pleasure of working with on a snowy day. Nurses working the night shift and all.
I really do love you. You know, like how siblings, cousins and your parent’s siblings usually would care.
Territorial disputes, world war… I’d much rather ‘flower power.’ 🌷
(And now, to cook…)