When you come right down to it, it often really is the little things that make a big difference. Sure, the milestones are wonderful, but day-to-day? It’s the small stuff. I count myself lucky, and I suspect you might feel the same way, in being a person who can say, “It doesn’t take much to make me happy.” Here are a few of the little things that have made me happy recently.
This is one of those things where I can say, “Finally!” I’d gotten a new cover (read that as cat hair deterrent) for the couch and was just back-pedaling forever on getting some pretty throw pillows. Voila!
When I came home from an errand in mid-February, I found on a table, at my side door, a beautiful bouquet of tulips. They were left there for me by a dear friend for Valentine’s Day. How lovely is that?
In the wake of losing my sweet little guy, Pumpkin, another wonderful friend sent me this. I shed a few more tears, but yeah, this will do it.
Although the sugar cookies for my friend’s book launch are absolutely fantastic, it’s the catching up, the silliness, the forgetting to add the vanilla (my bad – I fixed it), and fun together that means the most.
Oh, look! It’s another case of “Finally!” The blinds that were once at these back windows had been a little broken on the left side when I moved in; then the cord shredded out on the right side. But how long did it take me to actually get curtains? I’m not saying. The chairs, BTW, if I remember correctly, are from the 30’s and that is the original milk paint.
Hardly a “little thing”, my Jazzy, but she is a part of my everyday life that I am always grateful for. As we can be grateful for the little things, cats are always grateful for boxes. Of any kind.
Irish oatmeal with blueberries, cinnamon, and a pat of Earth Balance. Makes my day whenever I cook it up.
It’s been a long winter, even though, thankfully, it’s been a mild one. With plenty of work and too much else going on, I haven’t gotten out as much as I’d have liked. Today in the low 50’s again, I couldn’t help but notice a harbinger poking it’s pretty green self through the leaf litter.
I see you there, Spring.
And last but not least of the “little things” – the small, muddy paw prints that trace a route from the backyard up my porch steps and to my back door. You know whose they are. I have no intention of washing them away until it’s warm enough for the garden hose to be hooked up. And maybe not even then.
I hope this has inspired you to think a little about the wonderful “little things” in your life. I hope you find and cherish them.
Yes, this is an important reminder, Jeanne. Too easy to focus on the negatives. Especially love your bright kitchen and the beautiful color of those tulips! I enjoyed the sun on my “still feels new-to-me” balcony and planted some seeds in a few pots!
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Thanks, Becky, and glad you enjoyed the post. I can see you smiling at your newly planted pots, too!
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Given I feel much like you do about the little things in life, I LOVED this posting. Thanks for sharing these brights spots in and around your home … especially the photo of the Mayor’s footprints. We all have so much to be grateful for.
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My pleasure, Pat. The bright spots add so much to our lives. Those little pawprints put a smile on my face each time I look out the back door. 🙂
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A beautiful post, Jeanne. May many more wonderful little things come your way to make life better. 🙂
I loved the photo of the kitten inside the dog’s cone, keeping him company. And the Mayor’s footprints on your porch. I know how you feel.
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Thanks, Lavinia, and I wish you many little things to make you happy as well. I know you are someone who does appreciate them. Wasn’t that adorable? – the kitten in the cone? (Or “cone of shame” as it’s come to be known.) We’re so lucky to have these little guys in our lives, even if their time with us is always too short.
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Lovely post 🙂
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Thank you so much and thank you for stopping by.
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No problem!
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