In our current quest for self-improvement, it’s getting harder to enjoy life’s little pleasures. Even if we are seduced by the occasional martini, cigar, or bacon and eggs breakfast, we worry about the effects afterward, or worse, feel guilty. We are behind in our duties and chores and failing at our own major makeover.
So, tear up your New Year’s resolutions and sit down with Barbara Holland’s Endangered Pleasures. Then go out and really take pleasure in something.
“Gloom we will always have with us, a rank and sturdy weed, but joy requires tending.” — front matter