Things I Like

I like Saturday night sheets - the fresh-on-the-bed ones that smell so good.

I like Sunday morning walks when there are fewer people out and about.

I like family visits.  Those ones where you haven't seen them for many long months and they act so happy to see you.  Even when they say (the 4 year old grandson) that you're a billion years old.  It was good for my soul to see them both.

I like walks along tree canopied lanes - like the one pictured here.  Not quite so fond of wearing hats, but I like that I have several to choose from, I have a "thing" about walking under trees with an uncovered head.

I like coming on a bucolic scene on our morning walks - like this crew piling the freshly baled hay (or whatever it was) on the truck.  The driver would occasionally hop off and let the truck just glide along on a slow idle by itself while he helped the woman wrestle those heavy bales up on the moving truck.  Even liked that I caught the neighborhood cat in the picture.

I like church-at-church, but also church-at-home.  Especially when I get to choose the hymns.  I so love this verse.

 Father, all my heart I give thee;

All my service shall be thine.

Guide me as I search in weakness;

Let thy loving light be mine.

I like the word "please".  I've a neighbor that seeks my help on occasion (collecting their mail when they travel - which is constant, they're rarely home - helping out in Primary, etc.).  She has yet to say (over the last three years)  "please".  It always sounds like an order.  Especially when we're not really their kind of people, so have little interaction.  "Please" goes a long way.

I like access to the General Conference talks online.  Yesterday we listened to this one.  And even though I'd already read it, it still had great impact for me - applicable all these years later. Jeffrey Holland "Look To God And Live"

I like that we've a garden that The Husband watches over so very carefully.  We probably planted too many tomatoes this year (we tend to get garden-excitement when shopping in the spring for the starts and get carried away) but it's nice to have some to share, we've given quite a few away.  I hope people like them.

And speaking of food, I like shakes from Chick-Fil-A that are consumed in the park.  Though, then I feel just like the pig in the picture (it lives down the street around the corner in the local micro animal farm).

I like that our infrequent grocery store trips (dangvirus) often result in quick visits with people we know, it's surprising that we still recognize each other when we basically see only the eyes. (But we also see their head shapes, their walks, their "persona". It combines into a whole person that we know.)

I like that there are good books to read.  In one I was reading the other night it said something to the effect that there are no strangers when people are readers.  I agree - you can always talk books with someone (really anyone) that also reads, regardless of the favored genre.

I so like that there are things that I like, that I can be grateful for even in this craziness (dangvirus). All of these and myriads more are things that promote gratitude in my heart.  That's happy making.