There’s a place by the Summer House in Mount Congreve Garden that I like to call my own and last season I used to sit on one of the trunks of many trees that had been blown down in some of the worst storms we’d had here in Ireland for years.
It’s a quiet part of the Garden and when I went over there the other day, I was bracing myself to find that my tree trunk would have been cleared away.
It came as a great surprise to find that it had been carved to make a little seat and that it is clearly there to stay.
This may seem like a small thing; it is a small thing but small things can bring immense joy.
This is where I intend to spend many, many hours over the next few months; writing, thinking, picnicking, sun-bathing, maybe even blogging!
What small things have made YOU glow with gratitude in recent times?