OFTEN IT IS
THE SMALLEST THINGS THAT CAN GIVE THE MOST INTENSE PLEASURE
The crowd of
Spring daffodils are now just lifting their golden buds out of the lawn,
another week and they will open. In the meanwhile though, out from my kitchen
window I see a single yellow jonquil flower which appeared from the hedge a
couple of weeks ago. A continuing spot of intense yellow reminding me of the
simplicity of the art of Japanese Ikebana.
By the back
door a seedling Cape Gooseberry appeared in the tub of Italian parsley. I never
got around to weeding it out and it continued to grow its long lanky arms. Now,
here it is winter and I just wait for the day the next fruit will be ripe. The
burst of intense flavour in the mouth is just about too much for the mind to absorb
or comprehend.
And the 4 week old twin granddaughters give a continuing intense
pleasure all of their own. So much perfection in such a small package! I continue to be amazed. And then, later again,
there is the other moment of magic
when the two girls are asleep at the same time. Emily is on the left and Isla is on the right.
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