Small wishes

I like to wish people a happy day, and so many of my conversations start with “Happy Sunday”, or similar. Today I was able to add an additional well-wish: “Happy Solstice!” As I write, it is 9pm and the sun is still radiating over the hills. Trees cast long shadows over the quiet fields. The pattern of branches at the top of a tree reminded me of a village Kirk I saw earlier today.I started my morning with a long walk followed by a (decaf) coffee. I love when I can start the day with a walk: when I have time to watch the world go by, listen to some music, and notice the world around me. Within thirty minutes my environment can change from the plain walls of my bedroom to Nature in which, no matter how much I look around, there will always be a new detail to appreciate.After my coffee, a thought came to mind: I hope that one day I can see the countryside from a double-decker bus. It’s a small wish. It may never happen but I hold onto the thought any way. The wish pops into my mind…