Happy hunting

A tiny bright yellow gold finch spent nearly five minutes checking me out today.  It flew up to my middle window where there is no screen and observed me, then flew up close to the open window with a screen.   It did these things several times.  In between it sat on my porch railing quizzically looking around.  I'm not sure why he was here, but these thoughts came to me shortly afterwards.

I think I'm going joy hunting today.

I might start with a zen laugh and move from there into happy contemplations.  Memories of good things, letting the not so good ones go once more -- and maybe forever.

Then perhaps I will just look for beautiful scenery, gorgeous skies, breath taking clouds, and lovely old trees.

And if all this fails I shall find a book that makes me smile and sigh with contentment.