Sunday, 22 April 2012
Things That Brought Joy - Sunday
The bluebells are out.
They may have been out for a few days but I only noticed them today. They grow in a narrow and steep patch on the edge of the garden; in a tiny patch under a canopy of lilacs and other sprawling shrubs where neither gardener nor I ever clear the undergrowth or take our pruning shears.
This concludes my search for joy; if I can find joy in the small things of everyday life, then there's hope for me. It was a useful exercise; the next time I feel disheartened, I'll try to remind myself that joy doesn't come in great fanfares but in the more muted song of the thrush and the hidden treasures lurking in the undergrowth.