Morning coffee. The smell fabric softener coming out the clothes dryer vent outside. Getting into a hot car after being in frigid air conditioning (ok, only for about 10 seconds, but it sure is nice for a moment). The feel of the ocean rushing up on your feet. Snow on Christmas Eve. Bertie kisses. Baby giggles. Vegetables fresh from your own garden. Yellow gumballs (here's to blogging Heather). A freshly mown lawn. The scent after a rain. The quiet whisper of a snowfall...even better if it's on Christmas Eve. Mushrooms in the front yard. That first stretch of the morning when you're still all snuggled up under the covers. An arrangement of greenery cut fresh from the shrubs outside.
I am a simple girl. Simple things bring me great pleasure. It could be an only child thing. It could be a growing up poor thing. I'm not sure why the little things in life bring me such joy. Some say I'm nutty, which is probably true. Some might think I have low standards. Some say I need to get a hobby. I have one...taking a picture a day...another simple pleasure. I like that I get so giddy over silly little things. I like that pitter patter feeling I get when something tickles my fancy. Life is too short and too precious not to have as many pitter patters as possible. At the end of the day I would rather count up all the things that made me smile than go to bed wishing. Nutty? Ok. Low Standards? Ok. Need to get out more? Ok. Pitter patter? Absolutely! Wishing you all the simple pleasures you can imagine!
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