a borrowed idea from a dear friend…
things that lift my soul.
Getting up with the dawn.
The bird songs.
A cat depositing 5 ivy leaves into hubby’s shoes – brought in from outside, one at a time.
My sweet dog’s greeting.
My son’s relief as he carried a note to school allowing him to step down from a position of pressure. Recognising where one fits in the scheme of things.
Hearing my husband’s breathing as he naps on the couch.
Yarn. Needles. Work.