. . . the more you study delight, the more delight there is to study.

Ross Gay, The Book of Delights

I hit the wall again, spending the afternoon on the sofa then flitting in and out of wakefulness as Gerry and I watch a program on TV after supper. This morning I’m tired before the day gets going. Maybe it’s post-surgery stuff, or the result of the dark, or I maybe I just need to MOVE. Doesn’t matter. The point is I’m tired. Really tired.

I once kept a running “simple happy” list in this space. Think I need to resume that before melancholy takes up residence. Join me? Add a few of your own in the comments.

Simple happy.

Green reaching up in the AeroGarden: promises of fresh herbs and tomatoes.

A child giving spontaneous hugs in church.

Deer munching on the Virginia creeper.

The music of the King’s College Choir.

Mandarin oranges.

Hallmark movies.

Smooth stones.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Thanks, Linda, for your inspiration to look for delights. I hope and pray your recovery will go well and that you’ll be feeling stronger and healthier soon. I appreciate you and your blog posts.

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words, Linda.

  2. Simple happy: Crown on front tooth broke off Sunday. Today, Monday, dentist could see me first thing and put in a “temporary” before we take off on a planned 3-day getaway! Luck? No, the delights of Providence!

    1. Oh my! So glad the dentist was able to tend to it quickly. Wishing you the best for your getaway!

  3. I’ve been blaming the change in the seasons for my lackluster mode. Perhaps I need to list some delights: a friend who brought tea and goodies for a visit, the joy of listening to Bach’s choral music in concert yesterday, squirrels gathering nuts, and a visit on Saturday at our son’s to enjoy Thanksgiving a bit early. Linda, we will get back to where we were one of these days. I know that’s God’s plan for both of us.

    1. I love your list, Sherrey. Isn’t it a joy to think that our lists can brighten the day for someone who else too? Ripples on a pond . . .

  4. We miss so much when we rush by the simple pleasures.
    Thanks. I’m mentally making my own list, and those small oranges are definitely part of it!

    1. Happy to have you join the simple happy list making crew, Michele!

  5. The papery curls of birch bark, white in the darkness. The owl hooting down in the wood. The softness of a fleecy blanket and a hot water-bottle. A what’sapp message from my daughter … Thank-you for helping me to connect to the little things I might forget about, or not give enough attention to. And may there be happy moments of comfort and solace for you when you need them.

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