Small Joys

Time flies by and by the end of the week the beginning seems like a distant, vague memory. The weeks swing round and I find myself in the same spot I was a week ago like no time has passed. But in between are all the small things that make up all of life. For these I rejoice.

A sunny warm walk to the beach, watching dogs play freely and joyfully. After a busy, tiring day at work, a nice restaurant week meal. More sun and warmth on a day that was supposed to be rainy. The time to be leisurely: to take a walk with my favorite guy and puppy dog, to share conversation and a meal with a friend. Riding my bicycle again after it has sat inside for months.

Just sitting in the sun and soaking up the warmth which can be so fleeting in March.



The simple joy of a clean kitchen.



And the equal delight in making a mess of it.