It is a simple joy
every morning
to choose my breakfast plate:
lime
forest green
raspberry
black
orange
gray
white
turquoise
all Colorflyte by Branchell, from the 50’s
collected over the years
from thrift stores, yard sales, on eBay
because food is more delicious when served on the perfect color
Too often we are so focused on the giant billboard kind of happiness that we neglect to notice the small and ordinary moments that bring us real joy. I invite you to slow down, to notice the small things, the simple joys.
Let’s compile a list of our Simple Joys–Click on the Comments below and share something that makes you smile and lifts your heart.
mmmmm…delicious colors. the simple joys are always the best. I love your dishes 🙂 enjoy your colorful breakfast 🙂
And what are your delicious joys?
My joy is to sit quietly in the front room of my house when the sun is streaming through the window and my cat is sleeping in the sun while I’m doing a crossword puzzle.
love-ly!
My first thing in the morning joy is to lay on the floor with my legs up the wall for 15 minutes.
oooohhhh–love that! I enjoy that in the middle of the day. May have to try it upon waking.
I enjoy watching the wild turkeys as they take their daily stroll through the backyard. They peck and scratch at the ground, dig through the fallen leaves, strut and flap their big wings. Sometimes the tom is feeling frisky and showing off his tail feathers to the hens, who usually just walk away from him. That always make me smile. One or two will often stand at the fence looking into the garden. Then slowly, the flock wanders off to cross the road and disappear into the woods. I feel a little sad when I miss the morning commute, but there’s always the return to watch in the late afternoon. I feel a little more balanced when I take the time to enjoy their being so near.
Barb, I loved reading this. I could see that turkey and feel the serenity of the scene. Thanks for sharing! Enjoy!
I love to watch and listen to the Hummingbirds in my back yard as they dart from the feeders to the tree and back again to the feeders. They are not afraid and very talkative with their click click sound. I love to watch my dogs get up from a nap and stretch their bodies first the front legs then the back. It’s the routine every time they get up. I love that a very small noise from a utensil in the kitchen is an alarm clock to my dog, Ike. He thinks it’s a call to dinner no matter where he is in the house.
Lovely. Noticing these small ordinary moments is the epitome of simple joys!