That happiness, working clothes and olive oil.

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1. Talking to a wise man who has met Nelson Mandela. He tells me about "that happiness he has."

2. To come home and change out of a pair of jeans that are stiff and heavy after a dash through stair rod rain.

3. The taste of particularly good olive oil - there's a bitterness there, and an earthiness.

Comments

  1. Lynn McGinnisWednesday, November 04, 2009

    I love your blog! It PERFECT! Thank you for sharing your 3 beautiful things. May you have a wonderful day today and always.
    sincerely, Lynn

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  2. rosebud101Thursday, November 05, 2009

    Today, it's #3.

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  3. LucyThursday, November 05, 2009

    Stair rods not ropes? :~)

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  4. Beneath the Carolina MoonThursday, November 05, 2009

    I've just recently discovered adding different herbs and spices to my olive oil that I use to dip my sandwich pieces in. I've thrown out the mayonnaise and now have a collection of colorful and flavorful bottles of olive oil. Healthy and tasty!

    Dread

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  5. ClareThursday, November 05, 2009

    That sounds lovely, Dread. I bet they make wonderful presents, too.

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