A few happinesses for a Monday morning…
This piping hot cup of cawpy I am sipping. (That’s hot cocoa to those of you without a Wonderboy.)
Candles on my kitchen table.
Small folk in footie pajamas.
Shower gel that smells like fresh oranges.
That bunch of My Folklore fat quarters I bought eons ago and recently rediscovered.
Potato-soup-with-ham in the fridge for tonight’s supper.
Goldfinches perching on the spires of that basil plant I let go to seed.
Chubby baby feet sticking out of the dollhouse. (Again.)
John Lennon’s “Starting Over” on iTunes and a dance in the hall with my husband, while kids at the breakfast table put empty cereal boxes on their heads for no particular reason except that they’re there.
’Cause when I see you, darlin’,
It’s like we both are falling
in love again…
Everyone Knows Potatoes Have Eyes, Not Ears
Not to make you feel old or anything, but
Poor little neglected blog.
One Year Old Already?