Little Things. . .Mean a Lot

As I WAS SITTING in my easy chair this afternoon listening to the radio, I happened to look outside and the sun was shining on the trees with all the leaves at the peak of their splendor. The scene was so beautiful, that I just stared and stared, not saying anything until my good wife broke it up by saying, "we have so much to be thankful for," and just at that moment, someone started to sing, "Little Things Mean a Lot."