I cherish my time alone.  It is Saturday morning, I am alone, strolling through our neighborhood with "les wheels" behind me.  I have the luxury of stopping and looking in store front windows at tiny espresso cups, dainty lamps, easter chocolates, and flowers.  I stop at the newstand to search through french decorating magazines, it feels like Christmas when I pick out two and purchase them.  The air is cool, the breeze is refreshing.  I stand in line for our "french fast food" we will have for lunch.  I notice the little lady in front of me with her wire basket cart and her small white poodle curled up inside, "they must do this every Saturday", I thought.  I pick up fruit and vegetables at my favorite produce stand.  I marvel at the beautiful cantaloupes stacked like a pyramid, the melons have stripes of green and their little stems still intact. 

These are the memories I want to tuck away in my heart.  It is truly the simple things in life that put a smile on my face.  Sometimes life gets so busy and I get distracted, I pass them by.  Not today.