today

a place where the day's highlights can perpetually shine.  Little things, perhaps, but I don't want to forget the goodness brought my way so far. 

- Coffee from Global Gallery, the tumbler which incidentally matched my outfit.  (Why do I favor these little occurrences so?)
- Time with coffee and Ms. Plath at the Park of Roses.  Picked the right bench, as a few chapters in two of those pudgy little huff-puff doggies beelined through a rose patch to jump up and say hello.  Always had a preference for bigger dogs, but these little friends and their manner (and hilarious snort-y breathing) never fail to give my heart a happy laugh.
- Realized it was not, in fact, only Columbus' Victorian Village I like most in the fall, but all of Columbus.
- Thrifting for the first time in so long.  The holes in my clothes are starting to get holes.
- Driving south on High through the heart of campus, singing to Brandi Carlile (with windows cracked a bit so that I can sing for somebody, however inadvertently.  I play it cool, but inside always get a little excited when I think someone else is within earshot.) I enjoyed so much the liveliness of the place, people walking all about.  It's places like this I like the most, at least when my blood is feeling social --  Everywhere a promise of something good happening now and something good to do later.  Wished very much I had friends with whom to enjoy the afternoon there; we could go to a park, get some coffee, walk forever down High street until we felt like turning around. 
- It became clear that for as out-and-about an evening as that for which I had hoped, it was shaping up to be quite the opposite.  Stopped at World Market for the sake of lingering in that area as long as possible with no real intent for purchase except maybe to find a nice gift for a deserving birthday-girl cousin.  Found instead Chai for mom, as hers just ran out.  Normally I'd purchase it elsewhere, but it happens to be pumpkin flavored.  (I'm almost already as over pumpkin everything right now as I am all the political woo woo happening of late, but even pumpkin spice sauerkraut has a better chance of not making me want to puke than the tiniest taste of this less-than-savory political stew.)    As for the gift, I left with ideas.
- Made me think of the pumpkin greek yogurt Gracie Luu found at Trader Joe's, so I designated it my newest mission.  They had just about everything but, and what I left with was much the same; goodies appealing to my recent appetite, contributing to my running mental-list.  These included: sourdough baguette, acieto balsamico, super firm tofu to make in friend's friend's tasty fashion (at last!), green tea (also fresh out!)  and a modest wedge of comte, which I'm most eager to try.
- About to head home, and realized I forgot to check for nutritional yeast (part of what makes the friend's friend's tofu so good, and my popcorn forays so enjoyable) -- remembered in time to cut into Whole Foods' shopping center.  Had an adventure trying to find it, as the bulk section is new and re-situated -- (and boy, is it looking handsome!)  Found it, and this!  Their graphics creep me out, which is frankly enough to divert my further interest, but the description sounded sooo good.

As for the rest of the day, can't wait to meet up with Ms. Plath again and try that Weyerbacher, hopefully with some tasty, 'nutritionally fortified' popcorn.

A day in the life, I guess.  (At least when I have money! ha.)   I think it was about the time I was pulling into the thrift store parking lot, stepping out of the car into cool, skirt-blowing air, mind strangely soothed by the overcast, that I thought "I love days like this, so extraordinarily ordinary."  And it's true and good; life there for the living.  Here's to the keenly remembering and appreciating the days when we're under no obligation, when time lets go and bids us good venture with the wind.