There are some very simple things that really bring me great joy, and I was listing them in my mind as I walked around the track today. The Sound of Music is one of my favorite movies, and I know almost all of the songs by heart. I used to listen to the soundtrack on reel-to-reel tapes on a tape deck that my step-dad brought back from Okinawa when he returned from one of his tours back in the 60’s. I can belt out almost word-for-word every lyric. I sound really good…to myself, by the way.
So favorite things… I just really love fresh, crisp, clean sheets, and a freshly made bed. Sunday nights are glorious for me, because that is when I change my sheets. I wear fresh jammies, and turn on my fan, and crawl in and scrunch up.
The Carolina blue of the Wisconsin sky on a breezy, dry day is a perfect joy. I have lain in the grass and looked up through the trees. I have lain in the bed of a pickup and felt thrilled.
I can’t even tell you how laughing with my sisters makes me feel…or the hug of a brother. Hoo-boy.
When I open Yahoo, and see that I have an email from my beasties, my heart races. I know I will feel the pull of friendship, and am grateful that I have been blessed with these beautiful women in my life.
I love the way my little dog, Hattie, will lie on my chest when we take a nap together on the sofa after lunch. And I really love a nap, too. When Beedle Ray Weedleman (boy cat, extraordinaire) joins us, I am in heaven.
I find joy in a red or yellow autumn leaf. I can hardly step over a perfectly colored leaf. I pick them up, take them home, and put them on my kitchen table until they curl up, and I have to throw them away. I found a craft of making a bowl from leaves that I am going to try, just to make them last a little longer.
I love the smell of crayons, and I can’t help it. Sometimes I believe that’s why I taught first grade for so long…so that I could smell Crayolas and arrange them by hue.
Freshly cut grass and new-mown hay are pretty special. The look and the smell of the lawn send me back in time. I also have a good bit of house-pride, so that attributes to my joy.
And bluebirds. Seeing bluebirds makes me really happy.
Yep, it really doesn’t take much. I’m a pretty cheap date. And now, I have the earworm of Julie Andrews, who I sound so much like in my own mind, and I must belt it out, My Favorite Things. I wish you could hear me.