Blueberry Pancakes

Looking at these pictures takes me back again to that morning in the kitchen. The room was filled with the delicious scent of coconut oil and pancake batter sizzling together on the griddle. 

Fresh, homemade blueberry pancakes.

I can't help but smile inside every time I hear those words together.

As I sat at the table, and took the first bite of my plateful, I couldn't help but think how special are small things like this. Food tends to do that to me, I guess... Whether it's making a beautiful, tasty meal, or eating and giving thanks for something absolutely delicious that someone else thought to make for you, it brings me so much joy and thankfulness. The Bible tells us to "eat, drink, and enjoy the good of our labor," right? Even if it's small, I'm thankful for good tastes, beautiful food, and the good and beautiful people who love life enough to find the joy in making and eating.

And blueberry pancakes.

Now, please excuse me as I go and make calzones for the family. It's "Friday night pizza night", you know.