I have tons and tons to be grateful for – but why am I grateful for homebrewing? Some thoughts, not in any particular order:
I’m grateful for almost all the people I’ve met through home brew. The national motto is “Relax, Don’t Worry, Have a Homebrew”, and it shows. I may not agree with your politics or your view of the world, but we’re likely to coexist all right, and most of you are folks I actually like.
I’m very, very grateful for the brewers I’ve met through the SCA, a medieval enactment group that spans the world. Y’all geek like I do on the stories and on figuring out how people really did things hundreds of years ago. You’re a great group to hang out with, people I genuinely enjoy and look forward to seeing. Too, I’m a much better brewer now because of you all. You motivate and encourage me.
I’m grateful for this blog, which is gently challenging my writing, research, and web/technical skills. I love to write, but it’s been a long hard road coming back from the head injury. This has provided a great venue to reach out to people, to learn new things, and to practice, buy phentermine without prescription practice, practice finding the words. I’m beginning to think I will be able to speak in public again something like as well as I used to.
I’m grateful that I’m good at brewing. I’m not the best, but I can hold my own. I can make beverages people enjoy. I enjoy getting more and more skilled. Craftsmanship is its own reward in a lot of ways.
I’m grateful to be able to enjoy the smells and the visual effects of brewing. The light through a glass of brown ale with a hint of red; the many glowing colors of honey and mead; the perfect symmetry of bubbles in a creamy head; the smell of fresh malt or honey – the act of brewing is a sensual pleasure. There was a time after the accident when I couldn’t really feel anything; now I can smell and see and taste, enjoy, and be glad.