I’ve been thinking about this post for a few days now, just catching myself smiling for no reason at some of the little things in my day…like the other morning. It was raining as I left the yard on my bus run, a gentle straight down kind of rain, and it was warm, and misty. I snapped a picture thru the wipers on the bus and caught the most beautiful morning image. I love my bus run. I have a half hour to my first pick up, down my grid road, several highway miles and another grid. Lots of sloughs, and birds, and deer, coyotes and cheeky foxes. Early in the morning they are just going about their day, rain or shine. I have my coffee with me which is another thing that makes me smile. I use a six cup Bialetti coffee maker (six espresso cups) which perfectly fills my travel mug (with enough room for a healthy sploosh of cream). It is bliss to drive along the grid and watch the wildlife, the colors of the trees and water, the early morning light tinting everything with a peachy glow. Rose tinted glasses courtesy of mother nature. Sipping my coffee. Thinking of everything and nothing, mostly just the beauty of the day. On the weekend, I fill one of my favorite coffee cups and just enjoy the morning. This cup is a favorite because of the happy colors and the size and heft–Everyday is such a blessing! And the other day, when my daughter sideswiped my car in her mad rush to get to work, her panicked message to me took me back to some of the things I did in my youth. I wasn’t upset about the car…it’s just a thing…I wish I’d had someone to tell me back then not to sweat the small stuff. I still get the crawlies thinking about some of the things I did, and yet no one died, it was no big deal, and the only one who remembers is me!