Last night I was reading a post on Gwen Moss titled, The Sacredness of Ordinary Days, and fell asleep pondering my ordinary (probably boring to most) life.
On Thursday nights, my thoughts always turn to my friend Monica of Prince Snow Farm who does #filledwithjoyfriday on Instagram.
This morning I grabbed the camera and went looking for anything that filled me with joy.
The fact that I have the time to just walk around the house taking pictures fills me me joy.
These Turkish towels fill me with joy, not just because they are lovely, but because they are a recent gift from the wonderful woman who will become my son's mother-in-law in just 50 days.
On a recent trip to Turkey, Vega hunted for towels for me in the bazaar - she says we should go to Istanbul together to shop and bring things home to sell.
My Mother's Day gift from Steve fills me with joy because it keeps me hunting for fun quotes to display - unfortunately this typewriter does not work.
My garden
My garden
weeds and all, fills me with joy - I should have gardened today, but I chose to be lazy instead.
This young lady fills me with joy because she makes my son smile and
This young lady fills me with joy because she makes my son smile and
pardon the poor quality of the photo - Aylin texted me this photo of one of the gifts at her "Palm Springs Weekend" |