On peering into my morning coffee this morning I spied a heart. A serendipidous discovery of chance. I asked the coffee maker had he perchance made it just for me. His 'no' suggested that he should have thought of doing that or at least lied and said he did.
But its appearance reminded me that I should be thankful for the wee joys that pop up unexpectedly through the day, gentle jogs to busy minds ... that the sound a heart makes according to Edie, is ticky boom, ticky boom, that wonderful fellow bloggers pull my name out of hats and crown me the winner of beautiful give aways (thanks Fran over at lovely little sweetpeas), that the magnolias in our wee suburb are just starting to bloom, that I get to hang out with Loz today and she no longer lives a million miles away and that the smell or freshly brewed coffee brings so much joy in this house ... what are your wee joys?