1. The sour smell of burned coffee at the Triangle Club in Atlanta.
2. The inspiration to plane and sand the top of my bathroom door at Mom’s.  I wouldn’t have thought it would make such a difference, but It was a very literal expression of boundary-setting.  Considering the door has been that way 20+ years I can only attribute divine inspiration.
3. This thunderstorm rolling in.  They just don’t make them like this in New York.  Even without the thunder in the distance you could feel it coming.
4. The cicada and/or crickets chirping in the trees.
5. The birds hustling for cover.

Many thanks,

Me