the slant of winter sunshine.
the sound of the tibetan singing bowl that marks the end of meditation.
the satisfying crunch of home sprouted seeds.
the gentle nudge of henry's forehead while i'm still snug in the darkness of the dawn.
the surge of satisfaction of knocking some of the things off my to-do list.
our days are filled with moments.
tiny specks in a lifetime.
(and i miss pete seeger already.)
Good to celebrate your mini miracles with you, Karen. And what a light-filled soul we have to let go of - sing a song tonight!
ReplyDeleteLovely. So many little beauties and Joys in each and every day. Thank you for sharing yours!
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