Your photographs inspire me to start painting again, they take my breath away!!

:-D Reading words of appreciation like these :-D

-the way my husband woke up while I was getting ready for work and watched me put my bra on before telling me he was awake with a smile.

-the way my kitten's voice trembles when he runs and meows at the same time, so that it's sort of a "meOWeOWeOWeowww"

-the way my cat, laying on my chest, decides she's had enough of my reading, and suddenly will languidly stretch a paw under my book and onto my face.

-the way my mom said she would help me clean my oven, and then just showed up with a can of oven cleaner and just did it.

-the way my dad fell asleep on my couch while we were all watching a movie.

Thanks again, Andrea. (I'm proud of you too)

Andrea::::::

One of my dependable 'small things' is visiting your blog, and I'm always enlivened by your beautiful words and photography.

Thank you for these wonderful, wise words. Your thoughts and words gave me permission to stop & celibrate the simple joys that make up what life really is. Watching my little girl sleep, playing with our puppy, watching clouds blow by from my back porch, the glow from the fireplace, getting an unexpected phone call from an old friend/lover all "kodak" moments forever etched on my heart....:)

How peaceful. The small things you shared made me feel the peace in my heart. The peace in the world. The peace in life. The peace that comes directly from God. Thank you.

You are a wonderul person, so full of love, even when you're complex and feeling complicated things. The important thing to remember is that love always comes through, even in those other times. Take comfort in that.

thank you for the part about the shower especially--that made me cry.

I read your site often and every single time I seem to walk away with something that sticks with me. thanks.

...the 4 consistent vitamines that lay in my breakfast plate...brought upstairs to me each morning by my partner erik

...the extra bounce in my father's step this past weekend when HE took ME to his gym...so proud

...today....the fist day that I felt a warm Spring breeze hit my face when I exited the front doors of my office at 5pm tonight

...the way my best friend Carmen's 3-year old son gently leaned into my leg when 'we' took a digital picture of his older sister

...having a *superhero* that regularly reminds me to be thankful, truthful and better in so many ways

natalie

I'm a student in high school and even in that cramped, fluorescent-lit world I can find small things to be grateful for:

--The shimmering cotton-candy pink and apple green of the acidic and basic solutions in the chemistry lab.

--The way phenolphthaleine indicator turns a stunning hydrangea pink in tap water...adding a bit of an acidic solution will make the color disappear as mysteriously as it came.

--The color schemes in the friendship button bracelets that our SADD club sells ("To remind you that you always have a friend") Mine is made of pastel pink, blue, and orange buttons and some incredibly stretchy material.

--My chemistry teacher, on whom I have a slight crush (er, make that wild infatuation) patting my shoulder as he walks past.

--Sitting in the literature section of the school library, munching on a turkey sandwich and some Cheez-its I've smuggled in, reading "The Prophet" and e.e. cumming's poems:
"i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes...
now the ears of my ears awake and the
eyes of my eyes are opened"

--The bus I take after school was running late, so instead of having to walk a block from the spot where I usually get off, the driver pulled into my street and dropped me in front of my house to cut a few minutes off her route.

--There is a small tree with purple leaves in my
school's courtyard. If you look up while walking under the tree, you can see sunlight filtered through purples, greens, yellows and reds.

--My father wanted to buy a gift for a friend who likes to read and who also owns a terrier. So, he hauled the whole family around town one Saturday morning looking for, of all things, Scottish-terrier-shaped bookends. The town I live in is not exactly a bustling commercial center, so I thought he'd have to go online to find what he was looking for. Much to everyone's suprise, he found them on a lonely back shelf at Hobby Lobby, good quality, on sale for a scant $8.00. Later, Dad kept looking at his find and shaking his head, amazed by it all. He later told me he wasn't sure if such a thing even existed, but that the idea came to him in a dream.

--Little piles of "leaflitter" gathering on curbsides, windowsills, and in my hair. Most of the litter consists of little pink and white flowers from flowering trees and little seed packets.

--Redbud trees. If there's no redbuds in California, then come out to the Midwest. They have garish red-purple leaves that give the whole landscape a Seussian feel.

Well, that's all I can think of for now...but I'm sure I'll find more. I'd like to tell you that I read your blog every day, but I rarely post, until today.

hmmmm. small things:

the way my 8 year-old son takes my hand and gives me small kisses knowing that i had a long day at work

when i open my email and it's a friendly hello from someone whom i've never even met IRL - just through blogging

reading a blog that touches your heart and soul

thank you Andrea! love your journal entries.

Angi B

mmm...the small things.
watching my dog play all weekend at the lake and then sleep hard once we get home, getting a long handwritten letter in the mail, crawling into clean sheets, out of the blue - my three year old nephew saying to my sister " Mommy, I NEED Aunt Amy now." barefeet in grass, a wink from a stranger, telling a forever grumpy neighbor how beautiful his garden is and watching his face soften and smile, the stomach drop feeling on the descent of a roller coaster, the first shower after three days of camping, seeing your painting framed and hanging in a gallery, reading the Sunday paper and drinking the first cup of coffee with the boy you love....

So beautiful!

Small thing that happened to me. I was sitting at a table in my favorite coffee shop in Salt Lake City writing in my journal, and I looked up to see a friend standing there with a purple pressed flower to give me. What a great addition to my journal!

"There are 2 sorts of curiosity - the momentary and the permanent. The momentary is concerned with the odd appearance on the surface of things. The permanent is attracted by the amazing and consecutive life that flows beneath the surface of things." -Robert Lynd

Yes! A couple of my favorite small things:
Waking up on Saturday mornings with the sun streaming through my window and feeling my cat stretch and hearing her purr because she's happy I'm awake.

Hugs - the feeling of being held and holding the people I love best in the world. Nothing like them to make me feel good.

And once again, you have me blubbering at work! Hand me a tissue, please:)

A wonderful reminder... and a wonderful way to start my day. Thanks Andrea!

simply wonderful, andrea. the small things are what always count the most. you are one of my small things (yet oh so big).

:)

Andrea you have a wonderful way of capturing small things and making them even more powerful.

thats one of the coolest pics I have ever seen

Thank you. I needed that reminder.

freckles are sexy too, such small little erotic things.

beautiful....

beautiful - truly beautiful

yes, yes. magic is, indeed, found in the small things. it's nice to be reminded of that every so often. thank you for that.

the 'small thing' that that made me smile recently:

my husband found the time to pluck a bloom from the backyard to leave for me- even though it was trash day (and he HATES trash day) and it was pouring down rain and he was late for work. he left it on the table next to my bed for me to randomly discover.

While reading "The small things," it made me think of what one might recall at the end of our time here. That “life flashing before your eyes” scenario. Those are all the things that are most important, which doesn’t make them so small after all. I bet your sister will reflect back on the day you gave her and remember your smile and they way you looked at her with love.

God is in the details? Lovely imagery Lovely photo. Thanks for sharing!

Andrea, I am visiting your blog every day. What beautifuls words! And nice photos, too!

At 42 I thought I was over all those feelings, the pensive yearning, the loss of breath whenever I heard that a friend or relative was newly expecting.

But yesterday I got word that my 45 year old cousin and his wife were expecting and it all came flooding back. And I called my mother and wept and told her that it was unfair, and who, who, who was going to love me best in the world? And ultimately I realized that it was me who had to love me best, and anyway, if I was a mom right now, I wouldn't be writing, and finally getting my degrees, and creating and traveling.

But, God, it is hard, and I empathize with you entirely, and applaud your brave support and shared joy with your sister.

Next autumn I shall gather leaves and string them red, orange, yellow with fishing line all around my office! :-)

I really enjoy this site.

Andrea,
I give you so much credit for hosting that shower. I struggle w/ it daily...others who are getting what I want. I know the feelings of jealousy, crying about it. You are a great person. It will all come to you.
Maureen

Those are lovely. And you are brave and a true sister for throwing the baby shower even in the face of doubts.

Andrea...
I have been visiting for sometime...your photos are inspiring...your words provoking, uplifting and today more special than before....thank you.

Seems like those things aren't so small after all!

That's where I most frequently glimpse God--in the small stuff. But only if I really pay attention. More often than not, I'm not paying attention. Thanks for sharing your Small Things, Andrea!

Hi Andrea,

This is a beautiful piece - thank you.

Here are a lot of small things that made me smile

http://andthatisthat.com/2005/04/come-on-get-happy.html

Rosie

The most wonderful things in the world for sure...happy Monday Andrea