Things I love.

1. My husband and family.  No question.  Even when they make me mad, I still love them more than anything.  They drive me nuts, but mostly they just make me happy.

2. Music.  What's my favorite? All of it.  No matter what kind of mood I am in, I can turn on my iTunes and my mood will change for the better.  I love the sound of a single piano, an acoustic guitar, an orchestra of violins, banging of drums.

3. The Redwoods.  I know I complained about them a lot in my childhood, but they really are special to me.  Whenever I walk in them I feel like a little fairy fluttering around giants.   I am constantly in awe of them every time I visit.

4. The Ocean.  I love being rocked to sleep while out on the ocean in a boat.  I love the lullaby the ocean sings when I am near the shore. I love the feel of the water washing over my toes even when it's frigidly cold.

5. Reading.  I love curling up in a sunny window on a cold day and getting lost in a story.  I love sitting under a tree on a summer day getting lost in a story.  I love sitting in the DMV and not worrying about how long my wait will be because I have my book.  Having a good story makes everything better.

6. Cooking and good food.  I love going in the kitchen without an idea of what I am going to make and just tossing something together.  I love finding new recipes to try and adapt.

7. Tea.  Hot tea. Cold tea. Luke warm tea. Black tea. Green tea. Herbal tea. Fruity tea.  Big, giant mugs and glasses of tea.

8. Stitching.  The relaxation of little crosses one after another, coming together to make a design or picture.  The million colors of thread all laid out waiting to be drawn in and out of the fabric.

9. Clean cotton sheets.  I love climbing between a set of clean, crisp cotton sheets on a hot summer night.  Especially right after a shower.

10.  Wild flowers or overgrown flowers.  Not flowers in a vase. Not neatly trimmed flowers in a garden.   The flowers on the side of a road or along a trail.   Flowers growing over a fence all free and flowing. Flowers that wave to you in the wind.  Flowers that pop up in the cracks of cement or rocks, and peep at you through a hole in a fence.

Just changing my mood.  The last post was just a rant and now I am focused on the important stuff again.