It’s the little things…

There is nothing more valuable than someone who can bring joy and pleasure into your life.

We have friends in the next village, who we share some lovely times with, and we often think about when we aren’t with them. Yesterday, I was left a gift. When we were last together we had talked about the wild asparagus she had found growing in a nearby wood, and I had mentioned how lovely that was. Just the idea of asparagus growing wild in our woods brought me a lot of pleasure. She must have understood, as she took the time to pick some and wrap it in newspaper to leave outside our gate. The asparagus, the little parcel, and the thought that someone cared enough to do that for me brings the most wonderful sense of joy.

It’s the little things that mean so much, because they have so much thought behind them.

I’m thinking I’ll make an asparagus risotto.