As we travel doing presentations and block drives for The 70273 Project the past four weeks, The Engineer and I have seen 3 ocean views , , ,

large rocks in the ocean with much white foam

Mendocino, California

massive, mountainous rocks surrounded by light blue ocean under gray skies

Mendocino, California

woman in pink hat and blue glasses stands beside a white-haired man in front of the ocean

The Artist and The Engineer in Mendocino, California

a fuzzy sun shines down on the clouded blue sky over the ocean

Mendocino, California

sun shining in blue sky over ocean surrounded by rocks

Acadia National Park in Bar Harbor, Maine

white haired man stands beside woman in pink hat in front of the ocean

The Engineer and The Artist at Acadia National Park in Bar harbor, Maine

white foam of the ocean splashing on huge rocks

Acadia National Park in Bar Harbor, Maine

blue sky over beach and a black bird

Daytona Beach Shores, Florida

woman wades in ocean under a blue sky

My mother wades in the ocean at Daytona Beach Shores, Florida

grasses, sand, ocean, blue sky

Daytona Beach Shores, Florida

the moon shines over the ocean

I see the moon, and the moon over Daytona Beach Shores seize(s) me

Three oceans – the same because they’re all awesomely impressive bodies of water, each different in its own way. That’s the way I like oceans, and that’s the way I like people – the same because we’re humans, delightfully unique in our own individual ways. On whatever path we met – writing, stitching, through The 70273 Project; whether we met in school or through other friends or as a result of an unanticipated coincidence, on this US Thanksgiving Day – and on any ordinary day, for that matter – I am tickled and thankful to have you in my life. Grateful for all the goodness, kindness, and compassion you continue to  spill into the world.

Choose one . . . or both:
Happy Thanksgiving.
Happy Thursday.