Small Pleasures
And so it goes.
Perhaps a trite observation but often the better parts of life are the small pleasures - perhaps even ones you don’t completely appreciate while experiencing them. We probably all feel this this way but sometimes they’re hard to recognize. Other times they are self evident. Either way, thank goodness for them.
I’ve certainly enjoyed many recently and hope that you have also:
- A pirate raiding my till. Kazoo is the friendliest of birds and always provides a smile for everyone in the shop when he visits. The last time here he climbed down my arm to the cash register and entertained himself, and the rest of us, immensely by stealing and then depositing all my coins onto the floor. Luckily he wasn’t interested in the bills.
- The gentleman playing guitar and singing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” in a hospital lobby was lovely even if only briefly enjoyed. Even better, was running into him elsewhere an hour later and being able to thank him again which, it seemed, was a small pleasure for him as well.

- A kiss from my wife.
- A glass of Rose on a Monday night before a Tuesday day off. It wasn’t anything special (and won’t come into the shop) but it enhanced the summertime mood of the evening. Very nice.
- That great Spring weather, absent for the last two years, that provided the summertime mood.
- Various people, many of them being you, inquiring about how life is going and truly being interested in the answer.
- My daughter disparaging me comically, lovingly and perfectly.
(yup, again)
I’m sure that I could come up with more but I’ll let you think of your own and stop writing now.
Enjoy your reflection.


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