~The beauty of raggedly aged books; their parchment worn and frail, their binding delicate yet invitingly accessible.
~The sway of young trees against a fervent wild.
~The quite darkness of an autumn twilight, swathed in luscious silence and the light of a newly sprung moon.
~Rugged patchwork quilts, handpicked varieties of sun-ripened fruits and vegetables, softly sparkling pink lemonade, reading aloud as the sun bathes the world in life giving warmth: all equaling a perfect summers picnic.
~The laughter of children, sweet and pure, unapologetic and wonderfully certain.
~The brooding thoughtfulness of a blazing campfire, it's flames dancing alluringly upon the faces of it's audience, it's unmistakable heavy aroma engulfing the senses in dreamy delight.
~The precious feeling of unabashed love permeating the adventures of dear friends.
