When I woke up this morning, I asked myself, “What should I do today to honor Earth Day?” Or can I still say, to celebrate Earth Day? Some days, I hardly feel like celebrating. But then I remember the practice of gratitude.

My reusable Starbucks cups sit in a cabinet in my kitchen, gathering dust. Yes, I could go to a drive-through at Starbucks and show the barista one of the containers to save ten cents on the cost of a latte. But I see no point in flashing my decorative cup.

When I had diseased birch trees cut down in my backyard a couple of years ago, I saved some of the wood. One of the pieces, in particular, captivated me. It’s shaped like the number nine and would make a great top for a small table or footstool.

My neighborhood got seven inches of snow over two days this month, which is a lot for Seattle. Schools close, events get canceled, and garbage and recycling pickup doesn’t come. As I walk down the street, I can’t help but take a photo of my neighbor’s bins covered in snow.

Our TV stopped working suddenly. One evening we were watching a show with no problem, and the next day it refused to turn on. I tried the usual fixes: turn it off and then on again, make sure there is power to the wall outlet, check the batteries in the remote. None of that helped.

If you are one of my American readers, I expect that tomorrow you will join family or friends for a feast, sitting down to a table laden with at least twice as much food as all of you can eat in one meal. Whether you are going traditional with a turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and pumpkin pie or getting more creative with your menu, there will be plenty of food to enjoy.