sometimes...

... just the simplest things are most pleasing I picked a rose for myself as all this wind and rain was battering it. What better way than enjoying them in the house

Reading a book is like re-writing it for myself. I bring to a novel, anything I read, all my experience of the world. It brings my history and I read it in my own terms

cherishing human connections with family and friends

Simple pleasures of life - it sometimes doesn't take much! :)