It's the little things.

The picture is one I took a few years ago on the Santa Monica pier. As I recall, the Merry go round had just reopened after an extensive reconstruction. I came across it yesterday and it caught my eye.
It's the little things. I get up every morning feeling pretty good. The sun comes up every day and the car starts when I turn the key. I'm in pretty good shape for the shape I'm in. So life goes on. Yesterday I was on the home stretch when the cane sounded different when it touched the ground. Closer inspection showed that the rubber tip had broken through so the metal tip of the cane made a different sound. No problem, I'll pick one up at the CVS store around the corner. So off I went this am to get a new tip. I tried to use the cane as little as possible on the way so as to not destroy the metal tip. Well the short story is that CVS didn't have the right size. I never realised they came in sizes. So back home I went. Onto the computer to find that the local Wallgreen's has the right thing in stock. So this trifling item will have cost me a half a day to replace it. I'm not complaining, mind you, just a reminder that it was Shakespeare who told us " a horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse". Something like being about being in need of a nail.
"Being about being in need of a nail.
Thinkin' 'bout you, darlin' here on the trail."
That's a country song just crying to be written if there ever was. Three chords and off we go!
Little things and country music show us that we're all on this flight together.

Dick