It’s the little things, isn’t it? For me, it’s clean sheets, warm breezes, finding a missing sock, the smell outside after rain, green traffic lights, old friends, freshly cut lawns, laughing so hard I cry, the smell of something baking, a good hair day, hand-written letters in the mail, ice cream cones, sunsets, farm-fresh eggs, returning home after being away, a sincere compliment, street musicians, warm baths, silly jokes, the first cup of morning coffee, the sound of rain, holding hands, re-reading a favorite book, real vanilla, fresh snowfall, candlelight, toothy smiles, evening strolls, park benches, home movies, lemonade stands, crunchy leaves, small-town parades, big city lights, singing in the shower, photo albums, buttercream frosting, fireflies, and chocolate, chocolate, chocolate.
And of course some may call me biased, but I’ve yet to find a more perfect simple pleasure than a glass of milk and a freshly baked cookie still warm from the oven.
What about you? What are your simple pleasures?