Don’t underestimate, the joy of little things and the gifts that they bring
nourishing your heart, soul and mind – like a steaming mug of coffee
the sound of unwrapping a toffee, gift of a smile, even upon a screen
waking up from a beautiful dream
discovering unread books, or lost favourites
the mesmerising glow of embers in a firepit
fingering old family photos, in a peeling album
satisfying stretch of your limbs on a yoga mat
fresh comforting smell of clean linen
first sign of life from a flowering bud
happiness of your dog playing in fresh mud
calming sound of soft rain as you sleep
finding your favourite gin on offer cheap
learning something new from YouTube
finally cracking the rubix cube
clear bright night skies, so full of star flair
light breeze caressing arms stretched bare
from an outdoor tub, saying a gratitude prayer
don’t underestimate the gift of these things and the joy they bring
as we’re in quarantine
My new life at 50 
Very nice! And very true.. Tha,is for sharing
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Thank you for reading 😊
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Yes, all of the above plus I’m able to argue with people this year that not keeping ‘Dry January’ is almost obligatory, as with Covid lurking just round every corner making sacrifices is for the birds.
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I’ve never believed in dry January- no idea what moronic masochistic thought that ridiculous idea up! 😂
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People seem to like the idea though – it makes them feel virtuous. It just makes me feel frustrated and gagging for a g & t at curious times of the day!
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Love it! You and me both 👍
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I write only about little things, which in reality are the very biggest of things.
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Very true
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