Gratitude in the Grove, Day Two

The temperatures plummeted last night; Erik scraped frost off of my car. The temperature on the dash read 32*. It was very foggy, which, while not sunny, is pretty cool.

After dropping Asha off at school, I went to beans on broad. I am thankful for Michela, who bought this place two years ago. She doesn't just runs beverage station, but this place has been a harbor for the arts, a meeting spot for great ideas, and the place in town where everyone knows my name.