33 years ago, the day before Elvis died, I slid out of my madre into belly of the earth. Here's a list of things I'm thankful for: family
friends
my main man MTH
strangers
foibles
vegetables from the garden/fundo
my body and all its imperfections
my brain and all its missing parts
mountain air
fire
dust, dust, dust
earth and mud
inflatable lungs
the smell of paper and erasers
mammals, birds, amphibians
spicy sauces
a good tree washing