A Life of Simple Things

When I fantasize about living large, I suppose I'm like most everyone else who initially thinks of large sums of personal money, fast cars, houses, exclusive vacation get-aways, etc. But come to think of it, I don't have it so bad right now. It's not perfect, but the simple life makes me want simple things. Due to its simplicity, its easier to reach --- it's easier to be happy.

Let's take a chunk out of history and catalogue today's simple blessings I enjoyed:

1. Aimless meanderings around the neighborhood - I don't live in an exclusive subdivision, but our area is as sub-urban as only I would like it. We still have trees here, and grass as tall as people, and even goats walking down the road with you. And because of it's "probinsiya-feel", everything is calm and laid-back.

2. Sitting still in the garden - I got a chance to sit awhile after my walk, and heard a cacophony of birds singing in our treetops. How often do you get serenaded by nature like that? Turns out for me, every single day.

3. Cooking with a spoon - I'll probably never make it as a sous-chef in a high-class French resto where you categorize ladles by length and scooping capacity. I like cooking with a spoon. I like cooking with my hands. I like throwing in spices not called for in the recipe. I like not using recipes. And best of all, I like licking the sauce off the spoon after the dish is done. Yum.

4. Doing the laundry - we have one of those automatic washing machines now, but today I decided to scrub the dirt off my whities by hand. I don't know how it is with you, but washing clothes induces a trance-like meditative state that makes me feel good for the remainder of the day.

5. Eating chocolate cake in front of the electric fan - Unorthodox, I know. But hey, look at the winning combination: blue skies, cool glasstop on the dining table, cold spoon (left in the freezer for 2 minutes), cold chocolate cake and a steady breeze coming from the fan. Perfection, ain't it?

Kayo, what's your list of simple things you love?

Comments

  1. Anonymous10:16 PM

    drink coffee...stare at my wife while she's sleeping...walk a mile or two...washing dishes...etc. =)

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