Remember this – very little is needed to make a happy life.
Marcus Aurelius
It was a good day.
I opened the front door to check the pots planted the day before. As I stepped outside, a hummingbird came to sip from the fuchsia hanging nearby.
I pulled some weeds and as I scratched up some leaves that had settled in between the border rocks, out hopped a toad.
It was a good day.
A few minutes later, chatting with Tom in the library, just above his head and out the window, I spotted a white steed trotting down the road. We hopped about to the big picture window like two little tykes seeing their first pony.
It doesn’t take much to make a good day.
Tom, digging in the dirt. Penny, fertilizing new plants. The first swallowtail of summer, flitting about and landing atop the arbor to warm its wings and rest a bit. The arbor, it seems, hosts more than its benches and shelter and a place upon which the roses and clematis will climb and grow. It is also a resting spot for the butterflies.
It was a good day.
Grilled cheese on Tuscan Pane with a few slices of tomato.
Doc Martin – the show not the shoe – with back-to-back episodes, and a freshly filled vase with the first of the bush peonies.
Yep! It was a good day!
How was yours?
What a good quote, and so true. I love the vibrancy of the fushias and bush peonies. Your world is full of colour once more.
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I thought so, too, Juliet. Aren’t they beautiful, no matter how we spell them (I see your comment below). Truth be, I had to look the spelling up myself. The color is amazing after our long winter – I can’t drink it in fast enough.
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Fuchsias, I meant. It’s an odd spelling!
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What a wonderful post, I should start each day with it to put things into perspective and remind myself to notice the simple things. All the photos are gorgeous, but that first flower – I can’t believe that’s real!
We had grilled cheese on crusty bread today too! Instead of tomatoes I roasted a red pepper.
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Thank you, Janet. I agree and will try to make it my mantra. Onward, Aurelius.
It seemed to be just the type of day for grilled cheese on crusty bread, didn’t it? Oh, I can just about taste the roasted red pepper. I’ll have to remember that.
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Penny:
I loved your post this morning……”IT WAS A GOOD DAY”
We all need to appreciate the little things…..we all get so busy. To just stop and listen to the quiet………….one never knows what we will find and APPRECIATE.
So beautiful! Loved it.
Mary Anne ox
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So glad you did, Mary Anne. Thank you.
Indeed, we do. There are so many little wonders about. A fawn darted out in front of us in the back just a few minutes ago. It will grow up and eat all of my plants, but, for now, it is was a lovely surprise and I loved seeing it.
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Happiness comes form the little things, I am sure, Penny. What a wonderful post – thanks 🙂
By the way- is that the English Doc Martin, filmed in Cornwall? I was head teacher of Port Isaac Primary School – only for a year – and it’s filmed there! I have hosted harvest celebrations down in the harbour and five-a-side football tournaments on the fields overlooking the Atlantic…
Enough bragging….
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Thank you.
Yes, it is the same Doc Martin. So far, we have just seen the first year on our PBS (I am hoping there are more) and there is a loyal following, especially me. How interesting that you were head teacher there, Kate. I kept meaning to ask and here you are. yea! Bragging rights are in order. Besides all the Portwenn characters I’ve grown to love and be irritated with, I just love the countryside.
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Your flowers are gorgeous!!!The colors are outstanding. We are taking a cool down break for a while, but having a great day. It has been very hot in the parade and at the barbecue, but I have enjoyed spending the day with two daughters, one son in law, four grandchildren, of course Jim. We are going back to see Marty Stewart soon. It is still in the nineties. Whew!!! Good thing I like hot weather!!
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Thank you, Janet, they are beauties.
Glad you are having a good day. It was very hot and steamy here, then thunderstorms rolled in and cooled things down about 15 degrees for awhile. Just enough for us to walk around a bit, stand under the arbor. We were just standing and, whoosh, a fawn got up out of the leaves nearby and darted off. A young one, but old enough to know danger. It took a split second to realize what it was, then we both sighed “a fawn”.
Heating up again now and I could see the seam coming up off of the pavement.
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Beautiful photos! I love peonies, unruly, yet exquisite. Fuchsia and hummingbirds – what a perfect combo. They seem to mirror each other. When you hopped over to the window as though seeing your first pony, I laughed as I could just envision it. All those flowers and a white steed. A Magical Mystery tour. 🙂
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A Magical Mystery tour – I wish I had thought of that for my title, Teresa. I love it. Thank you. Yes, there we were, silly as can be. There is a stable down the road, so, we see riders often enough in nice weather, but, act the city slickers each time.
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