I love the circus. CeCi invited me to go with her family, Rockford is a hour’s drive from her house. It’s closer than Chicago where the CIRCUS comes. We went to the circus. Just one ring. Just a half-full stadium. Just two clowns, some acrobats, and some jugglers. And camels performing. Sometimes little things are sweet. Don’t you think?
Today I give you some little things that bring gratitude to my heart:
- Five redbreast robins hopping and stopping in the early morning dew. Each stops, tilts her head, and to pulls a worm from the freshly mowed lawn.
- Lily of the valley unfurling to display pearl-sized bells waving their delicate perfumes.
- Rays of sun bursting through dark clouds like a revelation from the heavens.
- An afternoon cacophony that reminds me of my trip to the Amazon. Each bird with its own voice happy about the 60°F weather.
- CoCo on the phone to Grandma explaining how she’s getting an apartment. Echoes of the conversation I had with Mom this morning. Mom surprised and amazed by CoCo’s every word.
- Watching The Night Manager with Loved-One. It’s a new TV six-part mini-series that has us intrigued. I love that it’s only six parts, The main character is unique and has us both thinking and wondering.
- Elephants at the circus. I’m happy they’re retiring and at the same time, happy to see them one last time. Circus always came with elephants. What would Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen be without the elephant?
Oh, that reminds me: I also went to a Christening. A trip down memory lane with energetic little boys being, well, being energetic little boys. Still free enough to run a race car over the Pascal candle holder.