One thing is certain, and I have always known it - the joys of my life have nothing to do with age. They do not change.
Flowers, the morning and evening light, music, poetry, silence, the goldfinches darting about
- May Sarton
today …. in no particular order
dirt under my fingernails, lady bugs and, small bouquets of flowers,
an unexpected phone call and how good it felt to laugh,
the smell of cookies baking, and maybe a handful of chocolate chips,
being forced to really pay attention, digging deep, surprising myself,
the warmth of the sun, and time to sit on the deck and watch the lake,
the dahlias emerging from the ground with fingers crossed that the slugs don’t interfere,
watching the swallows swooping over the roof down into the yard.
toasted sourdough bread with last years strawberry jam.
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