The joy of little things. Like the deepening sherbet colors of the sky as Terri & I drove to the play last night, the whisper of Luna’s whiskers on my face when she cuddles absurdly close, the sound of a little kid squealing as she runs down the street. What a gift it is to have senses and to take in and notice these little things.

Friends who say brilliant and beautiful things like, “Look at the sky! It looks like sherbet!” and who share my joy of little things. 🙂

The funny off-kilter feeling of today’s time change – both because of the change itself and because I still haven’t changed ALL the clocks, so time goes back and forth a little depending on what room I’m in. Hahaha!

The goofy word games and stories Mckenzie and I make up when we’re doing errands.