The Little Things: 2018-7

WhooWhee! A physically rough week just passed me by.  I think I may be still recovering.  My freelance gig forgot to tell me they set up an in-house email for me, so I didn’t know that seven new tasks had been assigned; the weather was blazing hot, so Loved-One and I were up at 5:15 AM to weed and preen; I just about finished a quilt only to find out everything was inside out; and time would not allow me to do all those other things I really wanted/needed to get done.  Ahhh… Today I have no commitments that take me out of the house.  [tweetthis]Time to take a deep cleansing breath and take stock of all the little things that bring me joy. [/tweetthis] So in no particular order:

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””]  A nearly weed free and tidy yard.  I told Wrestler #1 that we should have a party every spring, just to get our butts kicked into gear. The yard is in pretty good shape.  Sure there’s maintenance, but looking good.

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””]  A grand graduation party for Miss E, and lots of intelligent conversation with her and boyfriend, and Mr. B’s girlfriend, and Mr. N.  The grandkids are sure growing up to be thought-filled, kind and intelligent.

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Mom helping me finish my quilt from a distance.  She filled me with plenty of laughs and a great story to tell, even if I don’t trust her as much as I did the last week.  I followed her directions to a T.  Suspicious, yet trusting her expertise.  When I called her to find out what I did wrong, she said, “Oh I meant to tell you, but I figured you’re so smart, surely you figured it out!  I’m obviously not that smart Mom.  Oh well, all’s well that ends well.

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A visit with my bonus grandchild, Miss A. Twenty-four years old, now, it’s been at least three years since I’ve seen her.  I love seeing these kids grow up to be such wonderful adults.

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Waking up early, feeling a bit warm, opening a window, and being lulled back to sleep by bird songs.

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A grass-free garden patch.  It sounds like a simple thing.  Last fall tall prairie grass took root and grew waist-high this spring.  There was nothing to do about it but pull, pull, pull.  W


hy?  Because under it all grew asparagus, strawberries and raspberries.  I swear I heard the raspberries sigh a quiet ‘thank you, I can breathe now.’

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Breakfast on the patio.  More bird songs and the promise of trumpet flowers blooming on the arbor.

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Hilda’s rhubarb crunch recipe and enough rhubarb to share.

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] A mosquito-free yard thanks to Mosquito Authority, a new locally owned business.

[icon name=”angellist” class=”” unprefixed_class=””] Yoga with Christine this morning.  I didn’t want it, and at the same time, I really needed it.  Thank you Christine.  I feel taller now. And more centered. Namaste!

What brings you joy this day?  Please share. Your simple pleasures always remind me of more reasons to rejoice.