What I see is influenced by my past, the present, other people, expectations, hopes, needs, wants, and unseen factors.
I try to convey what I see in these daily blog posts.
This is what I see for today.
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This is what I see when I search for “what I see” on YouTube:
What I see is that it’s time for me to go into the hospital to support people in what they see.
What I see is gratitude for people like YOU.
Becoming an adult is probably the worst thing I have done… I so embrace this. We live life all wrong. We should start out with jobs and careers so by the time we can actually enjoy the fruits of our labor we can.
I express gratitude daily with whomever I am in contact. My wife and family for putting up with me. The Starbucks crew who yell out my name like Norm from Cheers. People who hold the door or the elevator. The gentle wave to the person who let me merge.
Just being as gracious as I can muster.
I see graciousness in you, Stan.
What I see, looking at the weather forecast, is a week of rain followed by a week of sun, temps remaining summerish. I see the ash trees down the street are turning golden. I also see a full-blown constitutional crisis coming to a head.
I see what you see, Barbara.
well my first quick glance was ‘trifecta’ even though the letters don’t support it. ) maybe I’m going to win something )
You win my undying gratitude, beth.
There’s a local artist who paints pictures of historic buildings that are about to be torn down. I always have mixed feelings when I see her at work. On the one hand I hate to see old buildings, unique ones, torn down. On the other hand I like seeing any artist at work. On the other other hand something cool might also go up in that spot. Can you picture someone with three hands?
I have to hand it to you, Chris — your comments are so wonderful.
Thank you for those very enjoyable photos. I do not see any dishes by Michael today but that’s okay. My husband is cooking supper right now. Rosh Hashanah starts this evening and I wish you and Michael and Aaron and all your family and all your readers and all the world good health and real peace and tasty apples. May all the weapons in the world become too heavy to lift
I always love what I see from you, Maureen.
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Dogs, cats and artists raise my spirits, Ann.
You raise mine, Mark.