Cruising down the highway listening to the sweet sounds of Meaghan Smith from the stereo.
Leaving the pool, refreshed and relaxed, stepping out into the cool misty evenings we've had for much of the past month.
The chorus of spring peepers that strikes up almost every evening here, particularly when heard from my living room through the open deck door.
The series of flowers that have graced our dining room table, including these:
Looking up at the sky and being able to see a whole sky full of stars.
Sitting around a campfire with good friends not seen often enough.