Small, but good.
Smell
- A nicely scented soap that does exactly what it is supposed to do, which is to clean your hands while providing a pleasant olfactory experience.
- The smell of winter clinging to my hubby when he comes in from the outside.
Sound
- The satisfying sizzle of scrambled eggs meeting hot, buttered pan.
- Wind chimes—possibly the nicest thing left behind by the previous owners of the house.
- The delightfully creepy rasp of dead leaves on a tree when you’re alone in the woods.
- The crunch of snow underfoot.
Taste
- Leftover Christmas cookies. They should have been stale and gross, but were somehow moist and yummy. I don’t want to know how that was accomplished.
- Lemony gunpowder tea—best morning pick-me-up in the world.
- Avocado on a hamburger. Mmm.
Sight
- Snow falling in the woods.
- Icicles hanging on rocks.
- Joyfully erratic animal tracks in the snow.
- My son’s wet, toothy, adorable smile.
Touch
- Soft, warm slippers on chilled feet.
- A hot shower.
- A backrub from my hubby.