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 from the past week which brought untold joy into my life. It's the small things in life which truly mean the most. Simple abundance . . . it's the best.  

 

The ability to create.  I got a book last week on sketching botanicals in pencil and I have been playing in it while we sit and watch tv. I can't sit back on the couch because of my back so I just perch on the edge and play with my pencil and paper.  This was an anemone and I also have done a mushroom and am working on a rose hip.  

 

Not a great photograph as I took it with the iPad. Haven't started shading the rose hip in yet, and I have more work to do on the mushroom.  

 

Jon can't come to the phone. He's a bit tied up at the moment. LOL  This is my grandson Jon in some sort of Mummy competition.  I think I am a bit too claustrophobic to cope with something like this!  

  

This is Josh's pumpkin.  Its a cat.  Well done Josh!  

   

I don't talk about my brother much on here.  I should because I love him just as dearly as I love my Sister.  It was dress up day at church yesterday and he was dressed up as an Aussie bloke.  Crocodile Dundee maybe?  Anyways, my brother has a wonderful sense of humour.   These past few years he has taken up glider flying and gotten his glider pilots licence.   He has done so much for others through the years, its nice to finally see him doing something for himself.  Everyone needs a hobby they enjoy.  We used to talk on the phone just about every Friday when I was living in London, Ontario.  We would have long philosophical conversations.  I really enjoyed those talks.  I miss them.  He is a good, good man.  I remember him calling me when I lived in New Brunswick and he was living in Japan.  It was New Years and he was calling me from the future.  We got a kick out of that! 

I haven't had too much of a chance to talk to him since mom passed away. He had mom on his own for a few years after my sister and I had left home.  I had mom on my own for three years before my sister and brother came along, and my sister had mom on her own for the past  few years as she so lovingly took care of her. I think we are all working out way through deep, deep grief. Our mom was very special to each of us in unique ways and yet in similar ways as well.  

 

I finally was able to catch my father at home and we had a nice conversation on Saturday. I knew he was there as I had been talking to my sister and she was going to be going over to make his bed for him. I knew he wouldn't be going out until after that.  He seems to be doing very well.  He goes out for breakfast most days to the mall, tea and toast and the occasional big breakfast.  He also goes out for coffee in the afternoon, and to my sister's for supper most nights.  She keeps good care of him also, although he still lives on his own. I love my father so much.  He once lived in my drive way in his Winnebago for about six months or so.  He came in for breakfast every morning and to wash/shave, etc.  And of course he was with us for lunch and supper each day. He had gotten a deal on a box of coffee flavoured Easter Eggs and would lay one on the bottom stair step for our Bruce each morning.  He and Bruce were quite close at that time. They used to go for walks together. Bruce never sees him now, even though he only lives about 5 minutes away. I think my dad would love it if Bruce went to see him, but I can't see that happening.   Bruce was only a baby when his other grandfather passed away.  I think its a shame that he has had all of this opportunity to have a relationship with his maternal grandfather as an adult, something most people never have, and yet . . .  he has squandered it. 

 

Can you believe this was a year ago now! 

Ariana and Grace stopped by to see us last night and to check on how I was doing. It was so nice to see them both.  I had a bag of goodies I had been saving for Grace. Just little things I get sent.  Grace was so cute and all bundled up as its been quite cold.  That Ariana is such a sweet girl and such a hard worker.  I love her to pieces.  She had a similar problem with her back after she had the baby and she suggested that I go see a Chiropracter and I think I am going to do just that. I know it will cost us money, but if it helps I am game to try anything at this point. 

 

So grateful for the windows of heaven and the blessings they are pouring out upon us at the moment.  Not one writing job but two.  An old, old, old car passing its MOT three years in a row without any extra expense. Good news from the council and the possibility of them paying for our full rent. Haven't seen it yet, but the promise is still there, and we are hopeful. Our fingers are still crossed. 

Having enough.  Nobody can ask for more than that. If you have enough, then you are richer than most of the world. 

God is good.

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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 *Your value does not decrease

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inability to see your worth.

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I cooked.  Braised Sausages with an Apple Gravy.  Delicious!

I hope your week ahead will be filled with lots of small and wonderful things! Don't forget! 

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And I do too!