The feel of a tree frog, cupped in my hand.
A new piece of uncut fabric.
Ancient trees.
The smell of gunpowder.
A brand new pen.
Migrating geese, honking overhead.
Frozen cherries.
Anticipation.
Everything about a duckling.
Old things.
Thunder and lightning storms.
Roller coasters.
These apricot candies that are only sold in one shop located in VA (I live in WA). http://grandmaspantryva.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Store_Code=GP&Product_Code=606
The look in my dog’s eyes.
Night.
The feeling of deep history you can only get in places like England.
An egg so freshly laid that it’s still warm and sticky.
French Fries.
Llamas’ faces.
Sitting surrounded by tall, wind-whispering grass.
Dreaming.
Fried chicken hearts.
Laughing so hard I can’t breathe for the pain.
Grasshoppers jumping away as I walk.
The smell of books and paper.
These are a few of my favorite things.
Out of Eden 