I have found such joy in simple things;
A plain, clean room, a nut-brown loaf of bread,
A cup of milk, a kettle as it sings,
The shelter of a roof above my head.
And in a leaf-laced square along the floor,
Where yellow sunlight glimmers through the door.
I have found such joy in things that fill
My quiet days: a curtain’s blowing grace,
A potted plant upon my windowsill,
A rose, fresh-cut and placed within a vase;
A table cleared, a lamp beside a chair,
And books I long have loved beside me there.
~ Grace Noll Crowell, from I Have Found Such Joy
Notes:
- Photo: Nicola Davison Reed
- Grace Noll Crowell (October 31, 1877 – March 31, 1969) was an American poet, author of 36 books of inspirational verse and 5,000 poems.
- Poem via Liquid Light and Running Trees.
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Perfect. Happy easy Sunday, pal….
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It is. Thanks Lori. You too….
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The little things are filled with the true joys of life. Beautiful, David.
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Yes Patricia. Exactly. Thank you.
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I have found the older I get..the simpler I like my life. (as long as there’s Talenti in the freezer).
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Laughing. Esp with Talenti in the freezer.
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This is another one of your touching posts! Thanks
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Thank you Marlan.
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You’re very welcome!
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beautiful things. the older i get the more i appreciate the simple things the most.
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Yes, me too Beth
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Ahh yes. Let’s find such joy today in the simple things. 💛
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Ahhh yes, is right.
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exquisite! Thank you!
ZenDoe
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It is, thanks Linda.
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Beautiful!
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Welcome Morning
There is joy
in all:
in the hair I brush each morning,
in the Cannon towel, newly washed,
that I rub my body with each morning,
in the chapel of eggs I cook
each morning,
in the outcry from the kettle
that heats my coffee
each morning,
in the spoon and the chair
that cry “hello there, Anne”
each morning,
in the godhead of the table
that I set my silver, plate, cup upon
each morning.
All this is God,
right here in my pea-green house
each morning
and I mean,
though often forget,
to give thanks,
to faint down by the kitchen table
in a prayer of rejoicing
as the holy birds at the kitchen window
peck into their marriage of seeds.
So while I think of it,
let me paint a thank-you on my palm
for this God, this laughter of the morning,
lest it go unspoken.
The Joy that isn’t shared, I’ve heard,
dies young.
by Ann Sexton, from The Awful Rowing Toward God, 1975
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Beautiful! Thanks for sharing…
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wonderful!
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“The Patience of Ordinary Things”
It is a kind of love, is it not?
How the cup holds the tea,
How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare,
How the floor receives the bottoms of shoes
Or toes. How soles of feet know
Where they’re supposed to be.
I’ve been thinking about the patience
Of ordinary things, how clothes
Wait respectfully in closets
And soap dries quietly in the dish,
And towels drink the wet
From the skin of the back.
And the lovely repetition of stairs.
And what is more generous than a window?
~ Pat Schneider
Another River: New and Selected Poems
Amherst Writers & Artists Press
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Wonderful. Thanks for sharing…
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Beautiful David… yes the older we get we can appreciate the simple things… oh how life is so great… love barbara x
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That’s it Barbara. Your thought reminds me of:
Here sitting on the world, she thought, for she could not shake herself free from the sense that everything this morning was happening for the first time, perhaps for the last time, as a traveller, even though he is half asleep, knows, looking out of the train window, that he must look now, for he will never see that town, or that mule-cart, or that woman at work in the fields, again.”
–Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse (Benediction Classics (February 10, 2017)
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i do so love that book!
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It’s on my shelf. I need to get after it…
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Beautiful, David. I’m breathing more deeply and savoring the peonies on my table and breeze at my window. Thank you.
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Wonderful Carrie. Thank you.
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I had a pretty good Sunday too – but all those references to a (more) simple life are aiming at my heart’s core in a meaningful way.
Just watched the film Once More with Morgan Freeman…. as if I had read this before – a simple life – how wonderful.
Have a good ‘rest of the day’ – here it’s bedtime, soon 🙂
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Loved that movie. Thanks Kiki
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Credit my work please
NDR
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Hi. Sorry. I will remove. My apologies.
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Any work likes to be credited is all – of course it will be shared as I put it out there but my work is hard graft too so a name credit is not too much to ask
Regards
NDR
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Hi Nicole. I totally understand. I thought I gave credit to the artist but apparently I had the wrong artist. I will do so. Thank you.
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No worries 😉 I know your intention is pure – I periodically set about Pinterest and name check my work as a way of really showing the at even photographers work needs a credit. Is all – but sure use the photograph with a name credit be my guest all the best NDR ✌🏾
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