Little joys

How can something as simple as lemonade poured in a modest glass, sitting in filtered sunlight, delight me as much as it does? I don't know. Maybe my brain is very tiny? Or maybe it really is a small pleasure; one of those things we're supposed to stop and notice so we can have a quiet moment to smile to ourselves. 



I took these with the Instagram app on my iPhone. 

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