Another day to wear shorts and t-shirt. I took it real slow and mopped my floors.
I’m quite glad I don’t have more rooms with floors to deal with. I just could not bear those dirty floors another day. You know how that goes.
Getting old is not fun. But then everyone has something, don’t they?
I just love the way light shines through glass. That’s why I so enjoy the colorful bottles on my kitchen windowsill.
I recall when I was a child, someone I knew had lots of kitchen windows all lined up along one wall. And she had bottles of what I assume was water with blue dye in all of them.
I remember staring at them and being in awe at how pretty it was.
Life is full of ups and downs. And finding the beauty, the joy of simple pleasures, just makes life somehow easier.
It can be gathered utensils in a crock. Or whimsical salt and pepper shakers displayed in front of a plain white glass pitcher.
I have known people who just hurry through life, too busy to pause and see these wondrous gifts. They are the people who see the proverbial glass as half empty.
And those of us who daily experience the joys of simplicity see it as half full.
I wasn’t always this way. But once I caught on, and taught myself to notice, I saw beauty everywhere. In all kinds of little nooks and crannies.
I saw it in the bird building a nest, a squirrel burying a nut. The way the leaves looked when the wind caught and twisted them just so.
It is really such an easy equation.
We all experience pain and sorrow. But we need, in the midst of it, to remember to stick our heads out the window to feel the sunlight on our face. The warm caress of it on our skin.
Like Mother Nature softly kissing you.
So today I wish you a multitude of simple joys. Any of the little but important things that put a smile on your face.