When you wake up to a sky as blue as cotton candy.
The whitest, fluffiest clouds you’ve ever seen.
Smelling the blossoming flowers.
Chocolate.
Witnessing a child’s innocence.
Someone tells you that you look tan.
Feeling the prickling feeling of the sun burning your skin.
Sliding on those old worn out blue jeans that fit like a glove.
Knowing you have absolutely nothing to do all day.
Your husband’s hand on your lower back.
Cuddling a child as they sleep.
Warming up by a bon fire.
Hearing crickets chirp.
Smelling boat gasoline.
Watching an old man grab his wife’s hand as they walk.
Hearing your favorite song on the radio.
Island music.
The lake lapping at the sides of a boat while you lay on the dock.
Walking into an arena with thousands of people.
Wearing oversized hoodies.
Hearing a child’s shrill laugh followed by a splash.
Hitting every green light.
The smell of Christmas cinnamon and oranges.
Forehead kisses.
Watching fireworks under a blanket.
Hearing thunder echo in the timber.
Surprises.
Getting the game winning point.
The smell of your mom.
Feeling a cool breeze on a hot day.
Climbing into freshly washed sheets.
The taste of watermelon in the summer.
A back tickle.
Pink and purple sunsets.
The feeling of holding a newborn.
A first kiss after along absence.
Birds singing a morning song.
Waking up to calves bawling for their mothers.
Butterflies the night before a big day.
The smell of sun tan lotion.
The last final before summer vacation.
Condensation covered ice water.
The smell of babies out of the bath.
Shaved legs in soft sweats.
Seeing your grandpa as he was 20 years ago, giggling and bright eyed.
The smell of mud as you drive your four-wheeler through a ditch.
Smelling roses.
Seeing a baby deer.
Laying in bed after a long day.
The smell of rain.
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