Little Things
Sometimes, it is the little things that keep me going on a dreary, gloomy, rainy, April day like today.
My warm cup of coffee that takes off the chill.
The smell of ripe (but not too ripe) pineapple waiting to be eaten.
The beauty of the pansy faces that sway in the wind.
A phone call from a friend just to check in.
I know that around here, the lugubrious nature of early April will eventually give rise to warm and wonderful late April, but 4 days into the month, it is difficult to shake the cold and keep hopeful.
My warm cup of coffee that takes off the chill.
The smell of ripe (but not too ripe) pineapple waiting to be eaten.
The beauty of the pansy faces that sway in the wind.
A phone call from a friend just to check in.
I know that around here, the lugubrious nature of early April will eventually give rise to warm and wonderful late April, but 4 days into the month, it is difficult to shake the cold and keep hopeful.
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