-carl sandburg
Category Archives: joy
cheeky monkey.
this lamp popped up online
bringing me great joy
making me laugh out loud
each and every time i’ve looked at it
i may have to buy it
or at least put a picture of it somewhere
there is no accounting for good taste
when you know, you know.
p.s. someone once said i reminded them of a cheeky monkey, and i loved it, perhaps i saw a bit of myself in this.
do you have an unusual object that brings you unexplained joy?
—
“i just want to spend the rest of my life laughing.”
-author unknown
odoriagaru.
agreeable friends.
when walking on a path in the park today
i noticed 5 different dogs, with 4 different owners
coming from all directions
lots of jumping and friendly barking
wondering how they would all get along
soon saw
it was a planned play date
a dog party
so thrilled to see each other
immediately falling into joyful play
just like in one of my very favorite books
go, dog, go!
with the surprise dog party at the end.
(sorry for the too late spoiler alert)
—
“animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.”
-george eliot
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image credit: p.d. eastman, ‘go, dog, go!,” random house publishing
seize us.
glitter not bitter.
over-joyed on christmas eve.
almost christmas.
wonderland.
stopping by this amazing wonderland of a store
was like stepping right into willie wonka’s factory
all joy and color
sweets of every kind and shape and size
old favorites, new delightful unusual treats
happiest place in town
nothing was impossible.
—
“Mr. Willy Wonka can make marshmallows that taste of violets, and rich caramels that change color every ten seconds as you suck them, and little feathery sweets that melt away deliciously the moment you put them between your lips. He can make chewing-gum that never loses its taste, and sugar balloons that you can blow up to enormous sizes before you pop them with a pin and gobble them up. And, by a most secret method, he can make lovely blue birds’ eggs with black spots on them, and when you put one of these in your mouth, it gradually gets smaller and smaller until suddenly there is nothing left except a tiny little dark red sugary baby bird sitting on the tip of your tongue.”
-Roald Dahl, ‘Charlie And The Chocolate Factory’.
a thousand delicate joys.
out for a family stroll
—
“walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things.
it is the one way of freedom.
if you go to a place on anything but your own feet
you are taken there too fast,
and miss a thousand delicate joys
that were waiting for you by the wayside. “
-elizabeth von arnim










