in your life
do you have things that just upon seeing them
or thinking of them
bring you a feeling of
like this picture?
i can literally look at this picture and feel the air.
i can see the swell of the gossamer simple white curtains.
just the movement and the breeze
and the greenery outside
promises of spring.
and oh. i don’t know!
it simply brings me joy.
and if the picture alone does that . . .
you can imagine what the real open window does old bean!
as a matter of fact . . .
it has been so warm here the last few days
i could have my big window OPEN!!!
what a wintertime gift.
and the northeast part of our big country
was suffering with
an ICE STORM
of huge proportions at the same time.
i hope you peanut readers there are safe and warm now.
i was thinking of you during that dear bean.
it’s a time to think of simple pleasures for sure.
other than the weather!
maybe this pleasure?
this strange little fruit!
i just love them.
who was the very first person to have the courage to
break into that dark nubby outside and then
try the delicious pale soft and subtle inside?
but i’m SO GLAD they did!
delicious and full of healthy stuff.
was and continues to be a magical wonderful thing to me.
i loved it as a child. and i love it now.
is it good for the environment? i have no idea.
but it’s a simple lovely quiet enchanting part
of childhood pleasures.
i still keep a bottle and a little bubble wand on hand
here at the wren house!
you never know when you might want to blow some bubbles.
here is one of my favorites.
the simple little house sparrow.
i’ve always loved the common folk of bird land.
and the little brown sparrow is my favorite.
they’re industrious. cheerful.
yes. they are cheerful.
they don’t have the vibrant flash of the cardinal or blue jay
they just go about their business being
simple. brown. small.
one could do worse in this world than to imitate
a little brown house sparrow.
but not least.
only the mere thought of the
LONDON TAXI !
i can just think of them and smile.
to me they’re like
little rolls royces!
just to remember being there is enough!
but then to remember . . .
riding in one to the queen’s theater
one enchanted evening to see . . .
with my beloved marine and his dear wife . . .
phantom of the opera!
we stepped inside a london taxi
one of only five or six we took the whole time there.
and we were never disappointed!
all were shiny black
each one with immaculate dove grey interior.
clean would be an understated word!
amazingly clean really.
obviously a point of pride for driver and the city.
and what a pleasure to ride in one!
it makes me happy
just to know there is a huge city filled with people
and the taxi cabs that are at their service
are almost like little identical rolls royces!
well. humor me old bean.
they are to me.
if you ever took a taxi in new york or chicago
or in all of our great cities really . . .
with their grime and grit and rattling around . . .
suffice to say.
it’s a treat to ride in the london taxi.
and one of life’s little excellent pleasures.
that’s surely enough for this time.
there will be other pleasures posts on other days.
because i just love life’s little pleasures.
you no doubt have your
it’s fun isn’t it?
i could fill a book with all of mine.
i haven’t even scratched the surface here!
one book could be dogs alone for pete’s sake!
sometimes i like to just take stock of all my pleasures
and think of them.
and keep adding to them.
it’s a great little inventory to keep.
kind of a lift to my day.
i hope you have a pleasure full day today
have a wonderful week old bean!
til soon old bean.