“The best things in life are nearest: Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life’s plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
I believe that, don’t you? That the sweetest things in life are those simple things that are right before us. Those are the kinds of things I jot down on my Simple Happy list. This morning: the clear blue pre-dawn sky, the sweetness of fresh-picked green beans, morning coffee.
I’m thinking of my sweet little Yorkie, Chelsea, this morning on what would have been her birthday. It’s been three years since she left us and I miss her still. She was one of the very best sweetest things.
Last evening, for the second time in the past couple of weeks, a bear ambled down our cul de sac. It’s that time of year. An added measure of diligence when taking Maya outside is called for at this time of year.
I’m looking forward to having a special guest here later this month. Stay tuned, you’ll enjoy her.
My, what a scattered post of randomness this morning. Perhaps randomness can be one of those sweet things in life sometimes too.
Happy Monday. Happy fresh start.
This is such a beautiful quote by RLS. It makes me want to read more by him. I agree, the sweetest things are the everyday things. I’m such a homebody and love it;) Chelsea is just adorable. I’m sorry for your loss.
Me too, Karen! Thanks for your kind words about my sweet Chelsea. Funny how a little three pound puppy can find her way into your heart and stay there forever.
I just found your blog and wow you are one talented lady. I will be returning to take a more serious look at your recipes….
I know the feeling of missing a special pet; I just lost my precious 12 year old Simon (cat) about seven weeks ago and his presence is everywhere in the house. I miss him so much.
Linda, your love of still life photography shows in all your work and today is no exception.
By the way, how do you know Kathleen Flanagan? I was so surprised to see that you knew her when I saw her reply to one of your FB posts. I found her through blogging years ago. She’s a special gal…..
I am glad to have connected with you through Kim’s class. I look forward to seeing more of your beautiful work….
Hugs,
Nancy
Thanks so much for stopping by, Nancy. I’m delighted we’ve connected through Kim’s class. I’m going to add your blog to my reader as well.
Kathleen and I connected via our blogs way back when I first got started in 2008. I’ve enjoyed and appreciated our connection over the years. She is, indeed, a special and wise woman.
Looking forward to getting to know you more via your photographs and blog.
Awwww. She’s so cute!
She sure was, Lucinda!
Beautiful, sweet, simple post. I understand the loss of a beloved pet. Nothing like it. After my Casey was gone a few years I found some of her fur tucked up against a wall along the seam of the carpet. Her DNA was everywhere it seemed. She’s been gone nine years now and we have another Aussie, Taz, a completely different personality, and loved just the same. Hard to think about going through it again.
Ah, I am imagining you finding that piece of fur from your dear Casey and pausing for a moment to remember and honour the time you had together. They do find their way into our hearts, don’t they? I can’t bear to think of losing our dear Maya–so I’m choosing to believe she’ll outlive me.
The simpler the better!
Yes!!