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Youngest son and I went cranberry (a.k.a. lingonberry) picking this afternoon. The only reason he went along is that it was an opportunity to hike in the bush with his dog on a lovely fall afternoon. We took youngest daughter’s dog, too, so the dogs could run around together while we picked berries. We brought home two quarts, enough to make this jam, with some left to freeze for later. I’m thankful for

My son’s company.
His discovery that he really likes berry picking.
God’s bounty, especially seen in the big, beautiful cranberries.
Playful dogs.
The fall colors. They trees might be at their most vivid right now.

Yesterday, my oldest daughter’s landlord sent a guy over to service her furnace before winter. It turns out the furnace needs to be replaced immediately because it puts out dangerous levels of carbon monoxide. I’m thankful for

God’s protection for her family, which includes my baby granddaugher Amelia.
Her landlord, who just bought the house, and takes his responsibility for the safety of his tenants seriously.
The two extra space heaters stored in the attic of my garage.
The mild fall weather that had them using the malfunctioning furnace only briefly for a few times.

That’s quite a list, isn’t it? I am thankful today for all God’s providential care for me and my family.