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.
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