Not what we say about our blessings,
but how we use them,
is the true measure of our thanksgiving.
W. T. Purkiser
545. flannel pajamas, cozy
546. an afternoon nap with daughter, comfort
547. Monday supper in the crock pot, warmth
548. brisk Fall weather, quilts and sweaters
549. crunching leaves underneath my feet, sounds of Fall
550. preparing Sunday dinner for family, plenty
551. a quiet house, a quiet heart
552. candles, burning
553. daughter's delicious apple cake, scrumptious
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