For Sunday's brunch. For the train that waited for me yesterday morning, and for the conductor who told me not to rush. For the unseasonably warm weather. For a much-needed mellow evening. For the sense of accomplishment and harmony that came out of tonight's chamber music rehearsal, and for the nicest pianist and cellist. For text messaging. For an edible souvenir from France. For routines at home. For new music. There was so much to be thankful for this week, and remembering that is just how I'd like to start this weekend.