Bud and I spent a full day at Bass Lake this weekend. We wrapped ourselves in his hammock, tied between two trees rooted beside the lake. Then, we forgot about our worries and everything else for a couple of hours. It was our kind of perfect.
We have no right to ask when a sorrow comes "why did this happen to me?" unless we ask the same question for every joy that comes our way...
Little joys in my life:
Having faith, being in love, my wonderful and supportive family and friends, little artsy towns, adventuring, working with kids, afternoon naps, DIY projects/crafting, chocolate hazelnut anything, nail polish, vintage bicycles, painting, jewelry making, antique shopping/thrifting, snail mail, the Blue Ridge Parkway, kittens, picnics, the Food Network, wildflower bouquets, collecting quotes, diet coke, candles, farmer's markets, typography, documenting, etc.
No comments:
Post a Comment