Quiet Magic

Sunday morning was an absolute dream. It was one of those simple days that fills your soul—a much needed day for me. I couldn’t wait to hit the trails near my house that morning, so I jumped outta my pjs, put my running clothes on and headed out the door. I had a series of trails to myself that morning. It was so peaceful. The birds were out in full force singing their morning songs and the sunshine was just right. I found my way to the top of a favorite lookout spot on a big rock and just sat there and soaked it all in. I don’t know how long I sat up there with my mind wandering, but it was perfect. I made my way down and finished my run feeling completely refreshed. When I made it home I immediately hung up my hammock and settled in with a glass of juice and chatted with my mom for a bit. Simplicity as its finest!

When I got to work this morning, this quote jumped out at me and reminded me of my Sunday morning.

People are supposed to keep us sane at difficult times. But sometimes things are better at saving us. Your afternoon cup of hot tea with rum, a beautiful poem someone sent, or the train trip where there was nothing to do but stare out the window while your mind worked its way out of the sad-swamp. Mundane things that through some kind of small quiet magic, firmly ground or hold us when we feel everything else slipping away.”  —Jonathon Carroll

After a beautiful weekend of sunshine, agate picking, planting flowers and gardens, running and hanging out with great friends, I’m feeling grounded and full of gratitude for all the good and simple things in my life. In the beautiful words of poet Mary Oliver—joy was not made to be a crumb.

Here’s a few snaps from the weekend.

kicking back

kicking back


another handful of small treasures

another handful of small treasures


Dreamy sunset from my house last night.

Dreamy sunset from my house last night.

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