Things I love everyday

I love my husband. I love my children. I love waking up to a sunshiny morning. I love the feel of dirt in my hands. I love gardening without gloves and barefoot. I love hearing my children laugh, but not when it should be bedtime. I love the color of the sky after it rains. I love hearing the sounds of ocean waves lapping against the shore. I love anything in bloom. I love the first peeking out plants in the springtime. I love to know that someone cares enough to remember my birthday. I love hugs, especially from little arms that can barely reach all the way around. I love hot chocolate after a walk in the snow. I love feeling the wind on my face and in my hair. I love standing on top of something big and seeing a view, especially mountains. I love a long afternoon coffee date with a friend and no place to be after (not like today's, too short!). I love feeling that still small voice whisper something to me when I need it. I love green, especially when it belongs to something growing. I love the thought of riding a horse across a big open meadow, and want to try it again sometime soon. I love a big puzzle and a lazy afternoon. I love color chips. I love cello. I love gable windows on big old farmhouses. I love big old farmhouses. I love dark wood and smooth surfaces. I like textures and feeling the edge of things. I love Jesus. I love peace and quiet. I love a walk along a wooded path. I love to know that I am loved. I love a project: starting a new project and finishing one. I love the steady sound of a well oiled sewing machine. I love navy blue. I love strawberries, and sometimes dipped in chocolate. I love blue eyes. I love planning things. I love thinking of all the things I want to do and places I want to visit even if I never get there. I love friends. I love knowing everything about someone. I love the mystery of an inquisitive look. I love crunchy fall leaves. I love sweet peas. I love a good massage, even better from one good man. I love being free, being with people, and being alone. I love the accomplishment of hard work finished. I love people's hands, young chubby ones, and old ones with a life of memories to tell. I love chocolate. I love the smell of wet dog (just kidding, just seeing if you were paying attention), actually rising buns in the oven. I love summer BBQs with lots of interesting salads that I didn't make. I love photographs. I love rows of tulips. I love laying in a hammock looking up at the stars. I love staying up late knowing I can sleep in the next day. I love cute little bare bums. I love looking after people. I love you.