Tuesday, 5 November 2013

Pockets of joy

Today I drank good coffee made by someone with a passion. It was good. It always is.

I made porridge.  I borrowed Kinfolk.

I wore red tights to brighten up the day.

I stitched some Flo feet and faces. I drew a bearded man with the machine.

I dropped a postcard to a friend.

The little moments in between all the hard work and necessaryness of life are where the joy is found. Acknowledge them. Savour them.

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