Anyway, I ended up meandering back to the house, sidetracked by the lovely flowering crabapple and redbud trees. (I’m sure it must be shocking that I became sidetracked.) Wow! When I stopped to consider the beauty around me, I was breathless with wonder. Before I knew it, I ran inside to grab my camera, which really doesn’t do nature justice, but I'll show you my pictures anyway.
Suddenly, I noticed the world: the sweet scent of lilac, the brilliant green grass, the brush of orange on the tips of the red tulip petals, the knock of a woodpecker, the constant low roar of a lawn mower in the distance… Oh, and that $%&# braying beagle down the street.
I was flooded with memories of springs past, which naturally flowed into memories of summers past. The warmth of the sun on bare limbs. The smoky scent of a barbecue grill. Coconut oil, which no one in their right mind slathers on their body anymore. Lying in bed with a good book and reading into the wee hours.
There are so many small pleasures I forget about when caught up in the everyday craziness of busy schedules, multiple phone calls and buckets of email. Yet, the combinations of these tiny pleasures make life worth living, and it is the inclusion of these emotion-inducing details that make a good book fantastic, in my opinion.
I don't know about the rest of you, but I need to follow the advice to stop and smell the roses more often.
What small things bring joy into your life?