~Little Things Count~ :-)

I was at my favorite spot, watching some tiny butterflys having a good time out there. I looked at my birdbath, my flowers, the hummingbird feeder... Just little things, but such nice things and they make me smile. Like listening to my chimes when the wind blows, :-) Its so good that little things count. I remember a conversation with my mom after my dad died. We, as in David and I, had finally talked her into getting an electric garage door opener, so she could just flip a switch and the door would open. She had a 2 car garage, and my mom was only 4 foot 11 inches tall.. not a very big lady.. The big garage doors were a huge challenge for her, but she did it, and she would lift that big door. My dad had them rigged so they did open VERY easy.. I KNOW, I had to do it MANY times. But my point is, mom said, "that garage door opener is so nice, daddy wanted one for a long time and I always said, no, that we were still able to open them." so we never got one.. I wish NOW we had, its such a little thing, but it sure would have been nice for daddy to have at 80 years old and not have to open those doors by hand. Just a little thing.. but it would have made such a BIG difference." Isnt that just true? :-) Little things do count..finding a birdbath, planting some flower seeds.. feeding the birds..listening to some pipes bang together to make such nice sounds, all small things, but every time I hear my chimes, I smile, when I see a bird drinking or the dirty robin taking his daily half hour birdbath, I smile, watching these tiny hummers get braver and braver every day, coming closer to me.. Just little things. But all very worthwhile things.. I am most grateful that I can still see these things, hear the sounds.. and mainly that they still make me SMILE :-D.... That whole year when I first got out of the hell home, in 2002, January, in fact, the date I am not sure, I THINK was before my birthday, which is the 20th of January. That whole year when I had that infection and before this computer, I sat and looked out my windows of the apartment. I looked for some photos but I don't have any on this computer. But I LOVED that field. Watching the ground hog family and the geese, the wildflowers drew all kinds of butterflys and when they bloomed that field was beautiful... Sad they destroyed it to build new apartments. But I sure enjoyed it while I was there. "Was nothing but a big empty field", I heard someone say, they didn't look for all the life out there, they were too busy to notice. Take time to notice the little things... its worth it.. I knew I had a photo of my dad with the binoculars.. and to date it, It was 1957. My "sister" Gayle and her hubby, Clifford, are on the top left, she is expecting their only child, Michael, he was born Oct. 23, 1957. You see my dad has the binoculars in his hands. Do you see me right there in front? I was GORGEOUS then too :-) We were at Porcupine Mountains, up in the UP of Michigan, one of the loveliest places up there. My Uncle Ernie, Aunt Gladys, and their 3 sons, Dennis, his wife Janet is there too, and Bobby and Dickie. My mom took the photo :-) Todays drama? I lost the boy for about 3 hours till I was about totally nuts worried and looking for this cat. He, I mean Dutch, of course. I was sitting at the back door, and a black cat came up to it, scared the daylights out of me AND the cat. Beautiful thing.. I keep a dish out there with cat food, just in case a stray might be hungry. Well, the dish was empty so I went and opened the cupboard to get some out of the plastic container I keep the boys food in. I filled up the bowl, put the jug back, closed the door, and put the bowl of food outside.. I sat for quite a while, drank a coffee, I bet at least an hour. LB kept coming up to me tapping me on the arm, meowing Mum, Mum.. his usual.. I went and made a pair of shorts for ALex, another hour went by. I then noticed how the sun was coming in, which is one of Dutch's favorite things to do is to lay in it.. Well he was no where around.. So, I started to look for the kid.. I bet I went in and out of my closet 3 times looking for this cat... I asked LB... "WHERE'S BROTHER?" all he did was run back into the kitchen.. I sat for a minute and thought .. 'ohhh crap, I bet he got outside while I had the door open trying to get that cat food dish'. I hurried to the door, I didn't see him out side.. So.. I KNOW if this cat is with in earshot, when I rattle the treat bag, that CAT will come.. I did that.. and NO DUTCH!!.. :-( I asked LB again.. he was standing in front of the fridge, LB turns and looks at the cabinets where I keep the cat food, next to the drawers.. I say to my self.. 'Nooo, hes NOT in there, he would have banged on the door !.. :-) Well.. I opened that door and here Dutch is laying there all squinty eyed, he just decided to take a nap and wait for me to find him.. I told him NEXT time he does that I REFUSE to look for him :-) They are as bad as kids! Have to keep your eyes on them all the time ! :-) Well, my eyes keep looking out to the kitchen. I have some left over meat pie that is calling me and I think this GORGEOUS WEEBLE needs to eat some of it. Its very good, wish you could come and share it with me. There's plenty. I may freeze what I don't eat, saves cooking for one day :-) Post time and "I'll be back" time. Y'all have a good one now, Y'hear? luv ya and THANKS! Always, Lois **** "God Bless You", is my prayer today, I'm honored to call you Friend. I pray the Lord will keep you safe, Until I write again...