I don’t think I could ever underestimate the power of small comforts. Warm mittens, blue skies, a good meal made even from a few ingredients from an otherwise empty fridge. These little things matter.
If it were not for these quiet, but consistent reminders of the importance of living beautiful, ordinary moments, daily stressed might feel quite different.
These are among the little things I’ve been working on this past week. I have loved the process of painting each small vignette, though more time consuming that I might have projected, sitting quietly doing these different patterns is also a matter of living small comforts.