Celebrate life

Saturday, 14 July 2012

little bits and pieces of joy

When I find it hard to see the bigger picture I need to train my eyes to look for the little bits that add up to the view.

I remind myself that 'joy' isn't always written in 6-foot high neon letters, and isn't shouted from the rooftops.

Often it's quieter then that, spoken more softly.

Sometimes because it doesn't shout 'look at me!' it's harder to spot. But it's there.

finally finishing the quilt I started a year ago

sun-flamed clouds

a proper cup of tea from a teapot

unexpected flowers from Hubs

I guess because it's also my middle name I carry it around with me wherever I go, too.