"A multitude of small delights constitutes happiness." - Charles Baudelaire
I came across that quote this morning and it got me thinking about delights in life. While I've been dizzy the last few weeks a lot of my normal activities have been suspended. It's been hard for me to alter my activities according to my balance and nausea, but with the nice weather beginning there is plenty else to do and enjoy. (However, I'm still hoping the vertigo goes away soon.) I also realized many of the things that bring me happiness have little to do with doing, and more to do with being and seeing.
My small delights: the way my dog runs sideways when she gets excited, all green lights on the drive home, walking the fremont sunday market, dick danger ale, watching a flower bulb push through the soil, climbing into a sun-warmed car on a cool day, the way my little cousin says "hi brookie," eating fresh raspberries, spotting hawks perched along the highway posts, finding a parking spot right in front, getting a real letter in the mail, finding the perfect pair of shoes on sale, a cup of tea on a lazy weekend morning, putting on warm clothes right out of the dryer.
What are yours?