I had a hell of a time getting out of bed and on my way to work this morning, but I did it. And to pull me (and, perhaps, you) out of that Monday morning funk, here’s three beautiful things from the past week:
1. On Wednesday evening after work, I made a ridiculously tasty peach, blackberry, and ginger crisp, which I proceeded to eat for breakfast for the remainder of the week. Yum!
2. While being walked through the farm line at Eastern Market, a tiny black pug lies down and refuses to budge, his pink tongue lolling out of his mouth in exhaustion — doing exactly what we humans wish we could on a hot August morning.
3. The former station manager at Eastern Market, who is (in my opinion) the nicest in the entire Metro system, has returned after being gone for many months. Unlike most of the station managers, who rarely come out of their kiosks, and even more rarely speak without being spoken to, this man greets everyone, smiles, wishes you a good day, etc. I tend not to be the cheeriest person in the morning, but he really has a way of brightening up my commute.