Matters of little consequence should be taken very seriously, and those of great importance should be taken lightly. Counterintuitive, but true quality of life emerges from small delights such as you describe.
I’m reading “The Book of the Samurai” (Hagakure), and there are many gems (the idea above is one of them). They’re easy to miss between all the medieval Japanese cultural artifacts that dismay and mortify the modern mind (bigotry and brutality were much more the norm, ubiquitous and unquestioned).
I live in a place of increasing privilege and prestige, and the pretense is really starting to get to me. Shiny object syndrome is off the charts, even to the way people treat each other. I’m leaving soon, so there’s light at the end of this tunnel…
Buying seven-figure (and even eight-figure) real estate, six-figure cars, assorted bling and ostentatious vacations with colossal piles of debt is not the pinnacle of human achievement (well, not to me). People who use and discard others, and then escape into chemically-induced oblivion to forget that life seems so empty, only to get up the next day and do it all over again, are not my preferred company.
I’ll miss the gorgeous natural setting, but you can’t talk to scenery. Believe me, I’ve tried. Pretty much the only option when most of the humans are too good for it.