Two boys running and playing. Two daughters laughing and two sons-in-law off hunting and then coming back with tales of peace, undisturbed by deer.
One man home, more than one hug and several kisses.
One pot of soup consisting of
One butternut squash
Four stalks of celery
One container of home made chicken broth
One chicken carcass, picked for meat
One package of chicken sausage
One left-over container of apples and cranberries
Four cloves of garlic
One other leftover container of brown rice
Red beans, white beans, black-eyed peas, lentils and split peas, cooking since this morning
One bunch of greens from the garden: collards, turnips, mustards, kale
Two loaves of bread made from flour and oats, yeast, salt, water, and sugar.
Twelve chickens and two ducks shut up to sleep in the cozy hen house.
One hallway altar filled with vases of camellias, red, pink, white, rose, purple-tinged.
One bed with sheets washed and then dried on the line waiting for this night's sleep.
All of this add up to one life well lived on this day.
That's the arithmetic of my life tonight.