Sometimes there are little beautiful things that I must let myself enjoy. Things that are usually pushed into the background of the ever noisy and bustling world. Things that I don't get to hear very often...
-the sound of a clock tower chiming the hour
-the feeling of the sun on my face in the morning
-the smell of home-baked bread
-the ticking of a grandfather clock
-the sound of pages turning in an old book
-when sunlight does that heavenly beam thing in the clouds and in the trees
-seeing old buildings built with the purpose of intricacy and beauty and not minimalism
Enjoying these little things that spark that bit of joy and bring the wonder back into needs to be appreciated more. Love life is loving the little things















