I had a swimming coach who used to tell the team to “do the little things right.” The notion being that the rest will take care of itself. I figure this applies well to most of life.
My little things this morning involved: raking gravel off the lawn that the snowplow had spewed there over winter; dealing with the buckets, lids and spigots still hanging around (literally) from when we tapped the maples; planting garlic, onion and shallot bulbs; and tidying up the front flower garden. All exceptionally little things in the grand scheme.
The rest of my day will also be a series of seemingly mundane tasks like laundry, getting the mail, feeding the dogs. The highlight will likely be a trip out to buy steel-toed boots.
But all these little things reflects a big thing – slowing down and tending to home. I have learned to love the little things and let the rest take care of itself.