Being nice and dry and warm and in a bed really drowsy sorta sleeping but awake enough to know that you are in the perfect place right then and then. But that is just a biased “comfort” object to me now. Ask me in the middle of summer and it will be something along the lines of juggling really good.
Also looking at a high peak, and the excitement form knowing that I am gonna climb that. Once I get to the top and can see the perfect panoramic view of mountain ranges and bodies of water. Then once I hike back down and look up, seeing what I just accomplished.
Dang, there’s a lot I can mention, but the first one I mentioned cant be beat, so I’m not even gonna try. =p
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things