Lately I am surprised by life’s smallest joys.
Arriving home from work to find window box brimming with nodding, sassy pansies. Periwinkle, velvet violet, satin butter, summer gold. [Thank you, Janice!]
Package tipping precariously from metal mailbox. Nestled within layers of ready-to-pop bubble, ceramic cup of Hope. [Thank you, Deidra!]
Caribbean Sea, rolled upon dingy, scuffed brown. Breath of spring exhaled into old home.
Little boy bent, intent, wrist snapping scattered droplets. Masterpiece, complete with dried drippy paint glops.
What small joys are you discovering this week?