My extraordinary readers probably know that I focus a lot on the ordinary in this blog, no matter what time it is.
My hope, every day, is that you will see the extraordinary in the ordinary, as I do.
Yesterday, I noticed this ordinary and extraordinary sign at work:
Do you see the ordinary and the extraordinary in today’s extra photos?
Those are not ordinary cod cakes, thanks to my extraordinary fiancé, who always adds a little extra.
If we don’t make extraordinary efforts, the ordinary cod might be more difficult to find, very soon.
Today, ordinary UPS will be delivering a ticket for me to see the extraordinary Jacob Collier at Boston’s House of Blues in May, 2020.
2020 looks to be an extraordinary year.
Here‘s an extraordinary tune that was playing in my ordinary ears yesterday:
Don’t you know how extraordinary it is that we’re all alive together, here and now?
I look forward to ordinary and extraordinary comments, below, and I hope you know how extraordinarily grateful I am to YOU.
I appreciate your extraordinary cat-and-mouse photos even when they’re not literal cat-and-mouse photos, Ann.
I appreciate you, my extraordinary friend.
The little extra makes all the difference. And you’re one extraordinary woman, my dear friend.☆(◒‿◒)☆
It takes one extraordinary woman to know another one, dear NBC.
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The second picture from the top is extra -ordinary for me. Have a nice day, Extraordinary, Ann! 🙂
Thank you for your extraordinary kindness.
Sometimes just a little bit extra can make the ordinary extraordinary, but I find that sometimes just looking closely at the ordinary reveals just how extraordinary it is.
Any look at you and your blog, Chris, reveals how extraordinary you are.
I find it extraordinarily magical that you can send your pictures and thoughts all around the world.
I find you extraordinarily magical, Peter.
I am an ordinary person, just saying
You are extraordinary in your ordinariness, Jo-Anne. ❤
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I am really in synch with you on noticing the extraordinary in the ordinary, Ann. I am so grateful each day for what I can call an ordinary day. I find them comforting. And I think in being appreciative of the “ordinary” I do often take note of what I think of as very special. Extraordinary! Thank you.
Thank YOU, my extraordinary friend.
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