1. Brussel sprouts.   I always think I’ll like them and so I order them, but they’re never as good as I think they’ll be.  Why I should be grateful for such a thing I don’t know, but I am.  Just a signifier of your bounty, I guess.  There’s so much that even not liking everything there’s plenty left to love.
2. After feeling sorry for myself a few hours about not getting the Lyme disease business, I came home and had an email from Michael H. asking about my availability for a project.  I teared up, I was so moved at being taken care of.  
3. The skirts young women wear in summer.
4. My black fedora.
5. Mashed potatoes, the counter-point to Brussel sprouts.  I don’t know that I’ve ever been disappointed by mashed potatoes or left any on my plate.

Many thanks,

Me