There are so many things to love…
Unicorns, because what’s not to love about unicorns, I mean, seriously. Have you ever tried not to love a unicorn? I’m pretty sure it can’t be done.
Huckleberry berry who loves cheese and pancakes and…well, just about everything.
Cookies!! All kinds, warm from the oven with a glass of icy milk at anytime of the day! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – cookies are in fact the world’s most perfect food. When things are bad and getting worse…keep a cookie in your purse.
Reading…the feel of a book in my hands, the way words come together, and thoughts meant just for me…
Grinning your way through a box of baby pictures. Such kissable cheeks!
Being awakened at midnight by the aroma of fresh bread baking. It doesn’t happen often but oh, when it does…
Dobby’s sweet attentive eyes, oh, how they melt me…
Kind encouragement at the end of a long day…
Coming through the door and knowing without a doubt that you were missed. Noses and tails don’t keep secrets very well.
Storytime! Shining faces and songs and onomatopoeias! Try saying this five times fast…I dare you…try saying it once. It’ll make you feel better. I promise.
“Squeech squooch! Squeech squooch! The sloppy-gloppy, lily-loppy, slurpy-glurpy swamp!”
Tissues that are softer than soft when you have need of them.
A gentle blanket of white sky, so many clouds that they aren’t even clouds anymore. Then breezes that come and stir them until they are pillow soft clouds once more…what they are meant to be.
1000 shades of green that decorate the spring, more than there are even words to describe! Mother nature’s way of letting your eye rest. No need to decide if you like it or not, if it makes you happy or sad. Just a soft place to land…we all need that sometimes…a soft place to land.
Sipping sweet iced tea out of a clear blue mason jar with a twist of lemon.
Songs that touch your soul and carry you…
Anything and everything that’s fridge-worthy! The outside of the fridge, not the inside…wink. One day perhaps I’ll post about fridge-worthy.
Robin red breast has returned to the yard after a long long absence. I missed him and am happy to see him back again.
Drifting thoughts on a slow porch swing…
Visiting the museum and finding yourself so enchanted that you become quite helpless in the presence of so much beauty…
Once a year flowers that bring such joy and surprise that you will go out of your way for them…
Making a wish upon the first evening star…
Driving miss daisy on a brilliant day, open to the wind, taking the hills and the curves of today’s journey…just today’s.
Watching Bobolicious trying Not to get wet at the lake! I’d rather not, thank you. I don’t understand why y’all have to go and get all messy like. Ugh.
When your imagination flies free, taking you to a tiny white cottage on the top of a hill where absolutely anything can be…
Sleeping Beauty, sigh…I can still hear Mary Martin sing “Once Upon a Dream”… and I still begin to dance when I do…
My own dear woods of course, and wandering beneath their cathedral of trees.
I love… kindness, and meeting life with passion and a gentle nature and giggles and all sorts of things that won’t all fit in this one space…
within, behind, over, under and hugging them all is love. That’s what I love most of all…love…
won’t you tell me all the things that you love…
suzanne❤️
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ellie894 March 22,2018
storybook quote from Looking for a Moose by Phyllis Root
