I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.” Source: “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot I line my spoons on the counter – measures of the day’s reserves one spoon for morning tea with a side of emails read a shower requires two or three with a guarantee of needed […]
…and some days we stand up topple the furnishings of corporate order decry politics and etiquettes and rage, rage, inner light exploding in a shattering ball of fire blinding purifying setting souls free setting us free …and then it’s over – in a blink and our desk mate still sleeps the slumber of automaton clicks a mouse in […]
Natural light preferable to artificial – not the harsh fullness of noonday sun but softly filtered rays – luxurious, inviting. Love too, should be subdued, gentle as a zephyr, not mythical but yielding, mindful; not worshipful nor boastful, but comforting, warm I am waning light, the mistral wind wafting, no longer a force of nature […]
Grandchildren-doesn’t get happier than that!!
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Sure doesn’t. Thanks Tina.
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I’m happy as a lark also when I can get out and experience nature with my camera. 🙂
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I must agree on all your points! Although I know nothing of grandchildren, I know the joy when I see it.
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Thanks Leya.
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I wholeheartedly believe this is more than happiness. Love children and nature.
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Thanks, and I think you are right..more like bliss.
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