Walking this evening and getting ready for Memorial Day weekend. Saw so many lovely things along the way. Happiness is a choice and sometimes one must make that choice on an hourly basis. Excessive complaining by work mates forces me to choose happiness hourly...with determination. I can't make up for their unhappiness but as an act of subterfuge, I notice lovely things around me.
Lovely one: 3 robin egg blue pots sitting on house steps...spilling over with yellow and orange marigolds.
Lovely two: a toddler with chubby knees, wearing a fireman's hat getting ready to run under the sprinkler...such joy on his face!
Lovely three: greetings from a wonderful and fully trustworthy friend.
Lovely four: a furry little dog, panting...breed unknown...joyful four-legged life on a leash.
Lovely five: a flag flapping wildly in the wind, against a bright blue sky.
Lovely six: tired workers at Gleason building, taking a break outside on the sidewalk, seated on the warmed ledge...watching people walk by, hats on, shoulders sloping...quiet and relaxed in the heat.
Lovely seven: a passerby...wearing a peace sign T-shirt...grizzled, rough looking and hot...greets me with a grimy smile as I pass him.
Lovely eight: people eating at a cafe...outdoors, laughing, glancing around at passing traffic...heads cocked.
Lovely nine: a couple seated, close to the sidewalk at a newly opened gourmet spot...the man peering carefully over the menu, glasses tipped to the edge of his nose...the woman, wiping her mouth, feet tucked comfortably under the table...both quiet.
Lovely ten: a heavyset and tired looking driver...backing up for me as I stroll over the cross walk...glancing at my sneakers, curiously watching my face.
Life is never boring...ever. Every moment is made to be absorbed some way...with joy, controlled abandon and breath.
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