" You're easily pleased"
This is one of The Prof's regular phrases
I was wrapping a gift for his mother when he last said it.
The gift was a tiny milk crate complete with milk bottles.
My mother in law has resurrected her childhood dolls house and I've been helping her find furniture for it. It's a simple little pleasure for both of us.
Yesterday I watched Mandy from the village down at the field gate. Daily she calls down to feed Irene a crust of bread, and daily after " tut tut tutting" her presence, Irene gallops down bleating loudly her own hello.
This simple little moment of gift giving providing Ewe and woman with a daily sweetness.
I think most of us are easily pleased if we think about it , whether we are happy, or sad, or depressed or busy.
Many of us just don't stop to realise it
The Prof has an advent calendar of a cathedral is year and enjoys opening each stained glass window every morning to see what lies underneath.
A nameless neighbour sneaks out of their house for a crafty cigarette in the pull in to the stables field.
Mrs Trellis practicing her piano in the window of her neat bungalow.
Trendy Carol switching on her new Christmas lights
Perhaps is the time of year that helps us realise the importance of these little things.
When I helped out at the village Christmas fair, I had to talk to one character who I fell out with a while ago. The spat then seemed all rather silly and yesterday I wrote them a Christmas card which I will deliver this weekend.....it felt the right thing to do.
What's your little thing?
This is one of The Prof's regular phrases
I was wrapping a gift for his mother when he last said it.
The gift was a tiny milk crate complete with milk bottles.
My mother in law has resurrected her childhood dolls house and I've been helping her find furniture for it. It's a simple little pleasure for both of us.
Yesterday I watched Mandy from the village down at the field gate. Daily she calls down to feed Irene a crust of bread, and daily after " tut tut tutting" her presence, Irene gallops down bleating loudly her own hello.
This simple little moment of gift giving providing Ewe and woman with a daily sweetness.
I think most of us are easily pleased if we think about it , whether we are happy, or sad, or depressed or busy.
Many of us just don't stop to realise it
The Prof has an advent calendar of a cathedral is year and enjoys opening each stained glass window every morning to see what lies underneath.
A nameless neighbour sneaks out of their house for a crafty cigarette in the pull in to the stables field.
Mrs Trellis practicing her piano in the window of her neat bungalow.
Trendy Carol switching on her new Christmas lights
Perhaps is the time of year that helps us realise the importance of these little things.
When I helped out at the village Christmas fair, I had to talk to one character who I fell out with a while ago. The spat then seemed all rather silly and yesterday I wrote them a Christmas card which I will deliver this weekend.....it felt the right thing to do.
What's your little thing?
Writing the card to someone you fell out with is good. You rise above a minor spat and no one can say you never tried to heal a rift.
ReplyDeleteDo you known I looked at the person involved and thought to myself " what are you doing? "
DeleteIt's great to be on the right path and to not hod grudges from the past. Thanks for the reminder!
ReplyDeleteI was being stupid
Deletea coffee with one of my kids
ReplyDeletea blogger Christmas card swap
a chocolate
a greyhound curled up on a bed
I'm writing Christmas cards tonight by the fire
DeleteMy animals all being healthy and happy and of course my family ... really though these are big things. When everyone is OK I tell myself to "be in the moment" and enjoy.
ReplyDeleteToo many of us get stuck with the big stuff..the expensive , the popular, keeping up with the jones'
DeleteThe few minute each morning when I'm sitting on my own, the news burbling in the background (or, more frquently these days, some music, as the news is generally so dire), having my first cup of coffee and about to do the crossword...
ReplyDeleteThat's perfection, right there...
DeleteOh I love that....coffee, warmth and silence.....bliss
DeleteMax is visiting this weekend. He's only a little thing but he's just about the biggest thing in my world right now.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy him and enjoy the people that love you
Deletemy cuppa cawfee and my blog friends first thing in the morning.
ReplyDeletesomething chocolate. my knitting. a contented cat purring next to me.
AM you are a loyal friend to many
DeleteParking up and putting my walking boots on while leaning on the boot of my car - ready for another lovely walk in the countryside.
ReplyDeleteDon't park in that dogging spot down Rivlin
DeleteYou mention the advent calendar. I love those. I have memories of childhood opening my grandmother's she had for me. Each door contained a little porcelain ornament to hand on a small tree. Never could find it when she passed on, but for some reason found some of the little ornament, which my mother gave to me. Every Christmas they bring warm thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThe Prof loves it too, he's terribly sentimental
DeleteMy property butts up to a golf course. In fair weather I sip morning tea and watch for one of the greenskeepers. Of all the staff over there, he is one who will check to see if I'm at the window and he will wave to me. I wave back. I hope he gets the same little lift from the exchange that I do.
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DeleteFurry kids.
ReplyDeleteThat's a given
DeleteCounting the private jets at National Airport on my way by on my daily commute. You can tell when something is up in Congress. The place was packed yesterday, Trumps son was being questioned by a Congressional committee.
ReplyDeleteDon't you ever get sick of airports! The amount you travel!
DeleteThe phone calls from my children and grandchildren. It makes me feel that I am still needed.
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DeleteThis time of year walking down my street at night and seeing the Christmas lights flickering on and in neighbours houses. Reminds me I gotta put mine up this weekend.
ReplyDeleteI love getting Christmas cards from friends! Thank you
DeleteI think my life is entirely made up of one little thing after another. The surprise of smelling the tea olive blooms, the opening of one blossom or another as the seasons progress and pass. The rising of bread. The chopping of onions. The way the greens from the garden smell as I press my knife to them. Clean sheets. A grandchild's hug. My cat cozying up by my feet in the bed. A love note from my husband. An egg in a nest. And on and on.
ReplyDeleteLovely posts. Like this one.
Nicely observed and nicely written
DeleteAt this time of year I buy tiny packs of nice chocs (usually about 3 in a pack), which I shall later give to people at random. The checkout girl at the shop, the woman at the petrol pump, or the lady at the Baker's; they all get a tiny gift. They are often quite shocked!
ReplyDeleteYes, Cro, drawing attention to yourself that's a savvy move. But what about the men? Chocolate cigars? One a pack?
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Hmmmm IS it only the ladies Cro??? lol
DeleteI like that cro.....but I'd only accept something unopened! ( my psychiatric nurse past)
DeleteThis time of year I go for a walk in my neighbourhood looking at the lights. Mine are up.
ReplyDeleteI saw an owl on my morning walk yesterday that I haven't seen since the spring. I was really pleased to see him.
I drive my grandkids to swimming lessons and it is always an interesting conversation. I am pleased I can do it. Nice post.
Me and Mary are going to look at the village Christmas lights later!
DeleteThose rare times I get a few minutes all to myself.
ReplyDeleteWe all need " me" time
Deletelife is full of little delights if you just allow yourself to live in the now.
ReplyDeleteWe also need to start to put our smart phones down
DeleteCompletely agree John.... Sometimes i look up and find myself in a certain setting or situation and everyone around me is on their phones....and i wonder what would we be doing at that particular moment if we didn't have our phones?? Sometimes i wish civilization hadn't gone down the smart phone road.....Hugs! deb
Deletewhen I come down in the morning for my cup of coffee, no matter where Punkerpuss (my cat) is in the house, she'll come running to sit on the ottoman next to my chair for her morning pet. Listening to her purr and as I sip my brew is heaven for me. Then I'm able to face the world.
ReplyDeleteMy husbands smile, the corners of his mouth crinkle up and his eyes sparkle. Before this sounds too sickly, he also has a very prominent pout when he's sulking! hehehe x
ReplyDeleteA crinkly eyed smile is always infectious
DeleteCan you imagine asking Trump "What's your little thing?". Leaving aside that he wouldn't understand the question he'd immediately say "bigly".
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Well that makes him the fool that he is if he did
DeleteEvery morning i get a few minutes to sit with my cup of coffee and read a few blogs and that starts my day out right... Oh some days are just too busy ... but on the days i get to do that... for those few minutes... all is right with my world...Hugs! deb
ReplyDeleteI think finding pleasure in life's "little things" is the secret to happiness overall.
ReplyDeleteShe what are yours Steve? Walking with olga must be one
DeleteMy first cup of tea especially if it’s the perfect strength and temperature. At night, it’s getting into a nicely made bed. I try to thank God for having a warm home to rest in. It seems, when i’m Out and about, warm water in a public restroom always gets my attention, too.
ReplyDeleteLovely post!
Debbie
Clean crisp white sheets! Oh yes........
DeleteAs for the first drink of the day! Just a bucket of very strong quality coffee
A cat in my lap. ; )
ReplyDeleteThat never happens here....never
DeleteIt would be impossible to avoid that happening army house lol
DeleteAt. My. House
DeletePosting on cellphone:(
A long hot shower. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteVery hot and very long...ohhh yes
DeleteMe too, me too.
DeleteMy little thing is a bowl of porridge made with almond milk and topped with fresh blueberries and cinnamon savoured along with reading the review guide and Times magazine on a Saturday morning.:)
ReplyDeleteA tasty cup of coffee.
ReplyDeleteReading you and Kay before heading to the pool every morning. :)
ReplyDeleteThat's more like it
DeleteA hot shower after working hard in the yard....sipping coffee in the dark, quiet, morning....hugging my husband!
ReplyDeleteThe “little things “ that I have been doing here the past few days is putting out tasty food for a possibly homeless cat.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful grey tiger stripe cat that purrs now when it sees me.
My hope is that he has a home and just wanders around in the afternoon.
He loves to be petted.
My cats are not happy to see me petting him .
I can’t stand the idea that it is homeless and hungry so I will continue to feed him as long as he comes around.
He really is pretty:)
Completing kindnesses makes most of us feel warm
DeleteMoving the shepherds and the Wise Men closer along the windowsills each day! We have a painted, plaster of Paris set made by the nuns and bought at my local school fair over 60 years ago. This year our grandson will be old enough to move the figures for the first time. And so, I hope, a tradition passes to a third generation.
ReplyDeleteChristmas traditions are strangely comforting me thinks
DeleteWhen I wink at Mavis... and she winks back and grins at me 😊 Mavis is my double rescue Jack Russell for those of you who don't know me 😉
ReplyDeleteYes I've noticed that some dogs do this . Winnie does it also...
DeleteBeing woken in a morning by my cats cold nose nudging against mine. X
ReplyDeleteStillmany happy memories of the farmer at the moment. I shall move on in the new year I hope.
ReplyDeleteYou will it will take time dearheart x
DeleteSo glad for Tess !
DeleteIt does take time to get through all the stages of the new life you have now.
ReplyDeleteI would not have believed it but it does get better, easier, you won’t cry every day.. it just takes time.
5 PM turning on the tree lights, fire in the fireplace, a large glass of very good red wine and talking about our day with my husband.
ReplyDeleteI'm writing Xmas cards right now in the light of the fire
DeleteThe little things are huge in my world. My ever loving family say 'small things for small minds'. And my very adult self sticks her tongue out at them.
ReplyDeleteI am glad you are taking steps to mend the rift.
It was something that would not really affect me if I had let it continue, but I am glad I didn't
DeleteLife is too short to fall out with people. Good for you building bridges. I love a cup of tea placed gently on the bedside table, in the morning. Rummaging through my wool stash and creating something that I know someone will love wearing takes me to my happy place, along with waggy doggy tails and doggy kissy kisses.
ReplyDeleteRemember Ruth you are welcome to irene's wool when she sheds next year
DeleteMy little thing is my little thing.
ReplyDeleteFinding a simple joy in each day is my little thing. Watching more and more squirrels arrive promptly at 7am on the back deck to await my breakfast offerings. A pat and wag from the neighbour's dog (still missing our Bogart), a sniff of the wild rose bush at the back door going into work - have to watch out for the bees though - had a close call a few months ago between my nose and the bee. An exchange of smiles with a passerby.
ReplyDeleteI think I'm easy to please, too. But I don't think we all are. I've known and know some people who don't seem to be pleased no matter what. I just met one recently. No matter what was mentioned in her recent experience of travels in Italy and Spain, there was inevitably something that wasn't quite right. "Well... the castle was disappointing." "Well, the church might have been OK but it was too cold. They should have told us." Me? I'd love that milk crate and I think I'm going to put a spat of my own behind me.
ReplyDeleteI prefer the little things. Always.
ReplyDeleteAnd love doll houses and all the tiny things inside.
I mended a fence this year, too. It helped that the other party was ready to do so as well.