Simple Joys Saturday

I had a big smile on my face yesterday. It was a face splitting smile. Not common I must say. Just when I thought I was hard of heart lol.

My son got a text message from his university with his scores for first semester (first year). He was doing three subjects and is doing the fourth in winter semester. He got CR for biology, CR for chemistry and HD for maths!!

The joy is probably because of the struggles and negativity we have endured perhaps. Please pray for his continued success. For any mothers out there, just keep on truckin'.


Yesterday I heard that a friend of my husband's is getting us a jar of anchovies. For years joy to me is a jar of anchovies. I used to try to buy some in a shopping mall years ago, but mostly I didn't manage it. We just have to pay him when they come.


Also yesterday two boxes arrived on my doorstep. My Mum had collected sheets and doona covers from the op-shop, and had bought some homemade soap from a door to door person. These were large boxes, mostly all washed and ironed, and everyone is happy with them. Plus two handmade scarves for school, with a promise of one more to come.

I am always amazed by the reading material that comes my way. Always something to think about. Winter Birds has some horrible bits, done well but I skipped one bit just in case, but I love how the whole story comes out of an old lady's thoughts, and I can relate so it is funny.

At the moment the lady looks forward each day to the simple delivery of her dessert. How wonderful that the lady who owns the house makes this dessert for her and it brings such joy and something to look forward to.

I can hear birds again, they are here early for spring as they were last year. So pretty to listen to. That is also a theme in the book, the birds that visit each day.

I have been enjoying my Josh Turner music, Long Black Train and I'll Be There. I didn't realise how much I enjoy gospel music, or anything with the perhaps southern sound? There has been lots of clapping here.

In the meantime before I started reading this book, I read True Devotion by Marta Perry, it is more my usual style of book.

Isn't blogging such a blessing? On Facebook you have to fit in perhaps, but on a blog you can be yourself.