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Small Joy. March 5, 2010

  I went to visit my son in Lancaster, PA today. While waiting in the 30th Street train station in philly I met a friend.  Actually I met several friends just like my little bird.  They live in the train station and are so tame that they fly right near you and hop over to you looking for any crumbs from your bagel, muffin, or cookie.  They are not picky! They gave me the idea for a new PB about a young bird that wants to leave and see what a real birds life is like but must venture out on his own without his family. 

Small Joy. March 1, 2021

 Dogs provide endless hours of enjoyment.  After working on my writing I came in to get a much deserved bit of lunch only to find that Liam must have had a rough day on the job.  I did not pose this picture, it is a sign of the times that a dog is resting beside a mask.  Maybe this is the next step in Covid 19 protection.  It made me chuckle and he was no worse for the wear.

Small Joy. February 28, 2012

 Happiness can be a new coffee cup given to you by your niece.  She saw it and thought of me as it is environmentally friendly.  It is made out of wheat grass and is very lightweight.  Great for my arthritis.❤️

Small Joy. February 27, 2021

Small joys can be coming across an old photo of an old friend that passed away suddenly. She was an amazing woman and someone who saved my life when I needed a friend the most.  After my divorce I badly needed respite of some kind and Susan offered it to me and my two children. She was a generous individual and off we went to Spain for a month, to get away and think and try to make a plan to rebuild my life as a single parent of two adopted kids. Savor each moment.   She will be missed.

Small Joy. February 26,2021

One of my better images, there is something so satisfying as watching a cow graze or any animal for that matter.  It makes me thing we have not paved over every open surface  

Small Joy. February 25, 2021.

Frog Dog Wannabe... all she needs is a cape like her superhero cousin!😳  

Small Joy. February 24, 2021

Divorce is ugly there is no two ways about it.  Sometimes it can bury you financially forever.  A little glimmer of hope.

Small Joy. February 23, 2021

  New life yet another indication that Spring is on its way.

Small Joy. February 22, 2021

 It is February 22nd... what is wrong with this picture.  Hmm.. not taken in the North.  Atlanta is showing signs of spring.

Small Joy. February 21, 2021

Here is the image looking through the screen.. obviously not very appealing.  The bottom one is the what the bird looked like after I figured out a way away from the screen.                                           This image will have you staring for awhile trying to figure out what it is.  It was a brutally cold day and I tried to get a picture of a purple finch on the windowsill huddling for warmth.  Not such a great image but maybe if you use your imagination you will see him as I did... so sweet and an unexpected site.

Small Joy February 20, 2021

  Digging Deep... that is what I have been going through and it is this little image of childs Dirt Digger making a GIANT hole in his lawn that helped me to laugh out loud.  Things will look different tomorrow, I had to say to myself.  They did and sometimes not the different I wanted to see.  Dealing with some difficult emotions and thoughts that if you allow them to can eat you up.  It is all relative as this little image points out.

Small Joy. February 19, 2021

 It is nice to be loved, even if it is only for food!  I almost gave up posting my Small Joys on the blog as I got very behind... 10 days behind.  It would have been easy to just say oh well, I am way too behind and it will take eons to catch up so just don't bother posting the images.  But, I stopped myself and started posting all the pictures I took today! Who said the word police would stop by and flunk me.  Really...  I gave myself permission not to write a missive on each picture.  Ahhh.. relief.

Small Joy. February 18, 2021

 Sheep always make my heart sing, especially Shetlands.