Continuing my Eὐχαριστέω - Multitudes on monday

By the sea - with THIS sound in the backround

Continuing my Eὐχαριστέω - Multitudes on Mondays: 

617 … planting herbs
618 … Eating out
619 … Just being
620 … Some phone calls
621 … Plans
622 … Days off before vacation
623 … Rhubarb
624 … Watching the elderflowers starting to blossom
625 … chives
626 … Rainstorms clearing the air
627 … Poppy flowers
628 … Endurance
629 … Ponderings
630 ... trees playing with the sun in the garden
631 … Anticipation
632 … Fried rice
633 … Ann’s “Walk With Him” this week! Read it HERE!
634 … Buying baby clothes for expecting friends – tiny, tiny clothes
635 … Good blood pressure
636 … Forget-me-nots
637 … Bacon-sandwich with avocado – scrumptious!
638 … Text messages from Mr. Right
639 … Lunch out in the sun with Mr. Right

640 … Mississippi mud pie- & ice-cream-luxury
641 … Feel-good movies
642 … Evenings with the television OFF
643 … Painkillers
644 … Strawberries – Swedish!
645 … peonies
646 … Good, really good, news via text message – putting a mothers heart at ease!
647 … Brotherly love
648 … Every-day-bravery
649 … Fried Halloumi
650 … Beautiful writing:

“You know why the trees smell the way they do”? Murphy asked looking up from her hammering. “Sap?” Logan guessed. “Chlorophyll?” Murphy shook her head. “Stars. Trees breathe in starlight year after year, and it goes deep into their bones. So when you cut a tree open, you smell a hundred years’ worth of light. Ancient starlight that took millions of years to reach earth. That’s why trees smell so beautiful and old”.”

Frances O’Roark, Where I’d like to be