It's funny how little things contribute so much to our happiness, isn't it? Like the quiet of the day, listening to the birds outside.
Or the feeling of contentment knowing that your treasured things are around you (and not packed away in a box somewhere).
And how about the scent of apple crisp wafting through the house? Now that's an evocative scent. It smells like fall. Like everything's gonna be ok. It smells like home.
What has come over me? Could it be the kitchen with its pink countertops that's making me enjoy cooking? Or is it because it's something that will make someone else so happy? I'm going with both reasons.
Tonight for dessert, I made a lovely apple crisp. C'mon, you know you want some. It's the easiest thing to make, and I found the simple recipe over at Dlyn's, one of my blogger friends. Go check it out.
Until tomorrow, my friends . . .