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. 

 

Not my sheets but I would love

to have these (Etsy)

Holy moly expensive.

I didn't wake up until quarter to seven this morning. I had a good lie in, which is unusual for me, normally.  Lately, however, I seem to be sleeping in more. Sleeping this late is like sleeping in for me.  I must need it!

The beautiful sunrise this morning. I snapped this shot of it out my bedroom window this morning.  I love that beautiful colored sky. Sunrises and sunsets are two of my favorite things.

my art from 2011

It snowed all day here yesterday. I did not get out to church, nor to Cindy's for supper, but winter pirouetted all over my world.  It was lovely to watch, and I was grateful that I really did not have to go out.  I was able to watch church on zoom and I will have many more opportunities to go to Cindy's for supper.

 

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Last year I spent some time putting together all of my children and grandchildren's birthday cards for the year, inserting the dosh I usually send the grands, etc.  I have them all ready to go. I just need stamps. Not sure why I did that, but I did. Now I don't have to worry about it.

 

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We live in such a beautiful world, and I am grateful for eyes to see it.  I have always said I would rather go deaf than go blind.  I could live without hearing but not seeing.  I would be devastated.

 

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Even though I did not get out to church in person yesterday, I was still able to keep my sabbath day holy.  I watched church online via zoom. I still listened to Music and the Spoken Word. I read some good reading I watched some good television.  I rested from all my woes and cares.  The sabbath was made for man and for man to take a breather amidst the toil of everyday living. It is nice to take the pause.

 

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I got another two rows done on an afghan I have been working on for the last six months or so.  I have been struggling to finish this one. I am going to start working on the border now and it will be done. I think I will do my next one in smaller squares to join together rather than one large square.

I love my homeland.  I will do everything I can to protect it.  I am buying Canadian as much as possible.  Something we should have all been doing anyways. This is not a perfect country, no country is, but it is a good country.  We are good, good people, with plenty of heart. I do worry about some of the things that are going on in the world at the moment, not so much for myself as I know I won't be around to see much change happening, but I worry for the world that my children and grandchildren are facing. I just hope and pray that it is a good one. OH Canada, the truth North, strong and free.  May it always be so.

My phone updated and it has this new thing on it called Playground.  I played with it a bit yesterday.  You put a photo of someone into it and it turns it into an avatar of sorts. This was supposed to be Nutmeg.

This was supposed to be Cinnamon.

This was supposed to be Cindy's two cats, Sully and Gus.  Hmmm . . . apparently it only sees cats as being grey or ginger tabbies. 

Dads was interesting.  It does somehow weirdly look like dad.

This was my brother.  Hmmm  . . . 

This was Cindy . . . she doesn't have that many wrinkles.  Trust me.

This was me . . . weird, although it does have the fuzzy hairs around the sides of my head right. I'd love to have hair that thick.

And finally, Dan who came out looking like a rock star. I think he'd love to have hair that thick also!

Fun to play with, but far from the truth.  A reminder to only believe half of what we see.  It's not always real.

Despite all of that, life is good.  I have a comfortable home, my health, my faith, family and friends who love me, my sweet pets, and all that I stand in need of. I am truly blessed.

And with that I best leave you with a thought for the day  . . . 

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In The English Kitchen today.  Cast Iron Roast Chicken Quarter.  This was loosely inspired by Ina Garten's Engagement Roast Chicken. 

I hope you have a beautiful week ahead of you. May all of your needs be met and then some.  Don't forget!

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And I do too!