"I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life
which are the real ones after all."
~Laura Ingalls Wilder
Here are just a few of the many gifts for which I am grateful:
~taking a deep breath~
~beginning~
~knowing that my camera is by my side and ready~
~becoming so lost in revising a poem
that time ceases to exist~
~taking a walk on a trail I've never followed before~
~discovering an old barn~
~watching a hawk fly by almost near enough to touch~
~stacks and stacks of books~
~a phone call from a friend I miss~
~campfires~
~the way strawberries bring a blush to a bowl of cream~
~the scent of lavender~
~an email out of the blue from a long-lost friend~
~the sound of a cat's purr ~
~cinnamon toast~
~wooden bowls~
~Queen Anne's lace~
~curling up in a quilt with a book and a cup of tea~
~old keys that long ago lost their doors~
~playing Scrabble ~
~the scent of cedar~
~mix & match dishes in a camp kitchen~
~sea-polished stones~
~the candle that's burning on my desk~
~the rain (softer now) that's falling outside my window~
~forgiving~
~being forgiven~
~moving on~
~letting go~
~beginning again~