So here we go.
This mess. Because it means that I have food and people to help me eat it.
The city of San Jose, who will take these cats and sterilize them, vaccinate, and deworm them before microchipping them and notching their ears (except Lucy, this grey one, who managed to escape ear-notch free. But the shaved patch on her belly told us the rest of the procedure happened.)
Abundance. (and not having to pay for Pomegranates. If I charged what the grocery store charges, I'd be a rich woman!)
Traditions to pass down.