Thursday, 7 June 2012

The small things

When things are tough, the small things can mean so much. I love to sit at my desk each morning and watch the flocks of rosellas and lorikeets fly over. They are like speeding, chirping rainbows and always make me smile.

When big things crowd in, sometimes we forget the small things. What are the small mercies and things you have to be thankful for?

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