There’s something about sharpening pencils that it just so, well, lovely isn’t there? I love the little pile of shavings that curl and drop as they fall down. I love the neat pile of sharpened pencils all lined up and just so ready for use. I love the feeling of accomplishment. I love the little voice next to me that says “thanks Mama”. And in the late afternoon/early evening light last night, I loved the beauty, the prettiness of simplicity of it all.
I hope you can get a little beauty in your day today. I bet you will find it where you were least expecting it.