Yesterday on my blog post Weaver commented on the sad things going on at the moment.
I thought that perhaps today's post should instead be about some of the little things that make me happy.
In no particular order...
Driving home after my weekly volunteering shift at Hospice, feeling satisfied that I have been busy and useful, and admiring the beautiful green hills on the journey.
Sitting beside a warm, crackling fire on a cold, wet and windy day with a mug of hot, strong coffee, looking out at the sea and the castle.
Seeing the first snowdrops in flower here and there in the bare winter garden.
My lovely, kind, generous and supportive sister and her two beautiful grandchildren, who I look forward to spending time with over Easter.
Having a few good friends to join us for food and conversation.
Being reasonably fit and healthy and able to still enjoy travelling to interesting places.
I feel happy just thinking about these now.