Sunday, August 24, 2008

A Few of My Favorite Things

The way you can lay in the shadow of a tree on a warm day and watch the sunlight dapple through its leaves.

The way a squirrel knows where to dig for that nut he buried last season.

The smell of the breeze when the honeysuckle, lilac or jasmine is in bloom.

Irish songs sung in Irish Gaelic – I don’t understand a word mentally, however, it’s like and Italian opera (which I’ve come to like) – you don’t need to know the words because the emotion is powerful enough to get the message through.

The wonders of Monet’s landscapes and the brilliance of Georgia O’Keefe’s flowers.

How you can cut an apple cross way and find a perfect star.

Dark Chocolate and Key Lime Pie

A quartet of Cellos & Violins

Starbucks pumpkin spice and white chocolate mocha latte

The bright glistening light of a full moon on a blanket of snow

Reading the thesaurus

Dill pickle chips

Veggie Taco with just a crispy corn shell, lettuce, cheese, tomatoes and Louisiana hot sauce

Pot of tea at the bookstore while rummaging through the magazines

Rich , deep jewel tone colors – purple, red, gold, blue, fuchsia - however my favorite color is a soft mossy green

The softness of real cotton against my skin

The desire to read Plato, Socrates and Aristotle

Bach, Beethoven , Mendelssohn

The cool earth between my fingers as I dig the soil to plant herbs.

I love that I can look at or smell an herb and name it even more that an herb can be used to cure – a blessing

The wonderment in a child’s face when they “get it.”

The sound of chickens softly clucking as they forge the yard for the next bug.

Cool, crisp autumn evenings - the smell of the changing season.

I like autumn the best as far back as I can remember.

Bright burning fire on a dark chilly night.

Yellow roses, white carnations, English ivy, wild lilacs and violets

The luscious colors you find in a fabric store, its just like a candy store.

Black cats

You can’t have too many writing implements

Keeping journals & cookbooks

Making the best tasting cupcake or muffin

Slow drizzling rainy days that are cool and so lazy that all I want to do is sit and cuddle with my honey

The soulful sound of church bells ringing

The word “HOPE” because when you have it your have a possibility of everything

Velvety black night sky painted with stars

Hot Tea & Toast for breakfast

Learning to cook Vegatarian

The call of a whip-o-will

Lavender, lavender, lavender, lavender

The sound of the birds just before sunset followed by the calm silence when they have roosted and the beginning of the crickets song braking that silence – sunset sounds

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