A few small pleasures on this gray rainy day:
- new boots, bought in the last days of spring and packed away for a rainy day;
- sugar cubes, bought for champagne cocktails but distinctly pleasant to watch them melting in a cup of tea;
- a whole basket of fresh tomatoes, bursting with juice and scent, too gorgeous to cook or gussy up;
- a brand new sketchpad and an excellent pen;
- a few minutes stolen with The Fella, bundled up in bed with blankets and books.
For the moment, I’m directing my writing energy elsewhere, but I’ll continue to check in with little things — and little things can be good.