It's the Little Things...

If little things can make us happy, then the possibilities for daily happiness increase enormously. It doesn't take much to make us happy here at Chez Blueday, so we are very happy indeed.

A friend invited us over for afternoon tea on a grey, rainy Sunday afternoon. Tea from the teapot with the beautiful family heirloom tea cups. Good conversation, happy children, a bunch of cheerful golden chard gifted to us on the way out through the kitchen garden (well, to be honest, Posy tried very hard to politely decline that, but I overruled her objection).

Picking lemons from my lemon trees in the bleak mid-winter, and piling them up in a bowl in the kitchen to bring the sunshine back in.

Posy found her old 'Songs and Poems' book from years ago, and while we washed the dishes we sang her old favourites, from 'Never Smile at a Crocodile' to 'Supercalifragilisticexpealidocious'.

Posy wanted to drag her mattress off her bed and add all the cushions from the living room couch to make a 'whole room bed' to sleep in last night (with the dog), and I said 'Yes'. Now she wants to make a fort around it, and I said 'Yes' to that too. There is string and sheets and drawing pins and sticky tape involved. Sigh.

There is a blanket of snow on the mountains, and it looks like a scene from The Sound of Music out of our front windows.

When I drag myself out of the front door to walk the dog there is pink blossom and daffodils in neighbourhood gardens. It may nearly be Spring!

It is not my turn to cook dinner tonight.

For nearly twenty years my very dear friend Jane and I have been bringing each other flowers from each other's gardens, when we are sick or tired or happy, or have a new baby, or just because. This week The Girl has been poorly. Her best buddy, Jane's daughter, brought The Girl flowers from her garden. This makes me so happy. A second generation of therapeutic garden posies begins:)

After thinking very hard, I believe that there is only one thing lacking in my life right now, and that is chocolate. But I feel that this tiny fly in the ointment could be fairly easily remedied.. and our happiness will be complete.

Tell me about your small happy moments.