Small and Wonderful Things

"The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside from a generous hand. But who gets excited by a mere penny?...It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted with pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. what you see is what you get." ~Anne Dillard  

A few of the small and wonderful things which bring untold joy into my life.   It's the small things in life which truly mean the most.  Simple abundance . . . it's the best.   

 



Singing all of the old carols in church the whole month through.  Silent Night and Angels We have Heard on High . . . timeless.  When I hear them and sing them, I am a child once more sitting next to my father in church on Christmas Eve.  Just me and him.   I feel special to be having this sacred time alone with my dad.



Messages of love from near and afar which pour through the letter box, from loved ones dear and neighbors near . . .  Todd counts them each year and is always amazed and chuffed when we have more than the year before.   He strings them up on a cord which he drapes along the top of our curtains in the living room.  Two strings this year.   We are loved.



Stolen kisses neath the Mistletoe.



The house smells like ginger, nutmeg, cloves and cinnamon and . . . pine and oranges. Warm.  Inviting.  



No matter how many times you have seen them . . .  you watch them again.  Newer models cannot compete with the warmth and companionship of the older ones which we slip on again, as easily as slipping on an old pair of slippers.   They feel like family . . .



Revisiting old traditions and discovering new traditions.  And sharing them with the people you love.



Oh Holy Night  . . .



The air is filled with love and anticipation . . .  promise and possibility . . .

I adore this time of year.  It just feels special and not because of the presents or the tinsel . . .
It's because of the love.   Love for each other.  Love from above.  Peace.   I am blessed to feel both.  My wish would be that everyone could.

 

Cooking in The English Kitchen today  . . .  a simple Oven Barbequed Chicken.

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Have a wonderful week.   I hope it is filled with oodles of small and wonderful things . . .  with love.  May you feel the peace that passeth all understanding.