Sometimes I think we worry too much. That our lives are too small and won’t amount to much. When they already have mounted up. And the weight of my life in gold would be too heavy to carry anyway. If we worry too much we will forget how glorious our little lives are. 
Ithink it is ok to have a lovely little life, with small movements and everyday things. 
Just because our lives are little does not make them any less brilliant or colourful or dramatic or worthy. 
Nobody knows me but you. I have no books in print or on coffee tables. Or art hanging in galleries, and names in lights. Though once I almost did. 
I have weeds in my dried up garden. And clothes still hanging on the line from yesterday. You might have dishes in the sink from last night and problems with leaks, but that does not make you or I any less clever. Or good. Or golden.
Sometimes we are just a little cow, with no particular place to go. 
Sometimes we confuse toothpicks with cigars.
And only have one or maybe two friends, who we forget to appreciate.
Sometimes a wee pat on the shoulder is all we will feel that day. Just a little pat.
And then the night time comes and still nothing much has happened, but we are all fed, and we are all warm and we have seen moments of true beauty in our little day, if our eyes are open. And there is more to come. 
I am so glad you are in my glorious little life with me. Because little is loaded with consequence and reward. Every chook step leads us to another one. Then another step and another. This is why you and I like to walk barefoot. Then we can feel the consequences of our steps. We can discover the sparkling jewels in our days. Wake up! No sleeping on your little feet. Our little lives need living. Our little lives are good.
Good morning. Have a lovely little day!
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
91 responses to “Welcome to my Long Life of glorious Littleness”
You should know that, famous or not, you are deeply and truly of Consequence in our lives, my darling C. Hugs!!!
K
kathryn what a lovely thing to say! enjoy your sunday! c
These are lovely thoughts, Miss C. I’m a barefoot girl, too. Isn’t Bobby a little young to be smoking? Silly animals, glad you always have your camera at the ready.
Big dog or little…life is best spent, when following a scent. Which indeed you clearly are. 😉
I cherish the magnificence of my ordinary life, too, Celi. You may have been spared by not hitting those lights!
The calendar clicked one more year on the 29th for me and the small little surprise party my husband arranged felt huge. And, creating veggie + barbeque + dessert pizzas with my daughter (flown in from Colorado) and my best friend (from South Carolina) and having an appreciative group of diners to help us “judge” their success…small was very good. Indeed.
Oh, c, what a wonderful, marvelous reminder today! Thank you!! A small diamond sparkles just as brightly as a star in the sky. Perspective counts!
Striking images as always, dear C.
what wonderful words and pictures – they warmed the cockles of my heart on a cold New Zealand winter’s day. Give the piggies another tickle behind the ears from me!