I found this poem a few days ago and it so echoes my philosophy of looking for joy in the smallest of things.
Today I found joy in the flowers all over the city of Truro where we went shopping, here on the window sill of the bank. 
This afternoon, my joy was sewing – again. I am working on a zany project with my lovely neighbour. For the moment the project is secret, prior to a production going ahead later this month. I am helping to make dollies with character. I’ll take another photo of this one as its crocheted green mohican hairdo doesn’t show well enough here.
Wendy e
September 5, 2024 at 2:22 am
Thank you for that lovely poem. The timing of my reading of it was exquisite, as I had just had such a moment of joy in a simple thing. The sun was shining through a newly pruned apple tree which was covered with raindrops from a recent shower. The effect was a tree shimmering with all the colours of the rainbow. Simply beautiful! I will be reading more of the poet’s work.
mybeautfulthings
September 5, 2024 at 7:19 pm
That sounds like a truly beautiful moment for you and so clearly described I could ‘see’ it too. How lovely. 🙂
Wendy E
September 5, 2024 at 1:49 am
Thank you for this lovely poem, Sally. It was very timely as I had a moment of simple joy just before I read it. The sun was shining through a newly pruned apple tree which was covered in raindrops from a recent shower. The raindrops were lit up in all the colours of the rainbow, creating a shimmering tree. Beautiful! I will explore Grace Noll Crowell further.