The bright morning sun shines on our work, and I am aware of the bountiful nature of this time, grateful for the harvest that brings us our food, grateful for the growing boy so curious about our world, grateful for the light of the sun, grateful for my voice and the music it conveys, grateful for the words of my tradition. Blessed, oh so blessed.
Baruch atah adonai eloheinu chey ha'olamim she'asa li kol tzork. Blessed are You, the Generous, Our God, Life of all the Worlds, who acts for all my needs.
Blessed are you, the Bountiful, our God, who grants us great abundance.