Sometimes it's the little things that make me smile -- the patches of light on the mountains as the clouds play peek-a-boo with the sun . . .
The unexpected pattern that appeared on the spoon as I scooped out some Crisco to make a pie crust . . . 
Sprinkling the pie crust scraps with cinnamon sugar and baking them for a treat -- just as my grandmother used to do for me. . .
The mincemeat pie was nice too.
