Simple Little Pleasures

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My husband calls everyday over his lunch hour.

Everyday he asks the same question, “How was your morning?”

Today I answered that everything was fine. No miracles, no disasters. It’s been a good morning.

Then it struck me what a blessing that is – a day full of the simple pleasures of life.


A child who finally understood a math concept.

The smell of fresh bread.

The sound of my children’s laughter.

A few stolen moments of quiet with a good book and a cup of tea.

The feeling of completeness when my husband walks in the door after work.

The hum of the furnace.

An email from a friend.

The sweet indulgence of a Dove chocolate bar.

Cuddling with the kids as we watch TV together.

I think L. M. Montgomery said it well-

“After all,” Anne had said to Marilla once, “I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.”  Anne of Avonlea

Simple little pleasures – like pearls slipping off a string.

What a blessing!

Photo by Flickr user tanakawho.

Fresh Garden Peas!

Fresh Picked Homegrow PeasFinally! Some fresh garden produce!

Although it’s a little late, we were able to finally enjoy some garden peas. If you’ve never eaten a pea from the pod right from the garden, you don’t know what you are missing!

I can’t even describe the flavor. Canned or frozen peas don’t even come close!

The best way to eat them is standing in the garden, leaning over a vine. You pick a plump pea, split it open and pop the fresh juicy peas in your mouth!

Talk about simple pleasures!

Simple Pleasures: The Radish Sandwich

The Simple Radish SandwichA fresh radish sandwich.  Ahh…the simple pleasures of country life!

There’s something very refreshing about a radish sandwich in the springtime. The soft sweetness of the bread contrasts nicely with the bite of the radish and the slight sprinkle of salt.

My dad enjoys them immensely. I will admit that as a child I thought he was kind of nuts to eat them, but as my palate has refined with age, I find that I enjoy them also.

Now my children look at me and shake their heads. I know what they’re thinking, “She must be kind of nuts to eat that!”

Maybe I am, but at least I’m in good company!

Would you like to join me?

Butter a slice of bread (fresh, homemade bread is the best). Slice a radish on top. Sprinkle lightly with salt and enjoy!