The mystery of what's behind closed doors.
Old glory waving in the wind.
An old cabin on the river, in the woods.
A rustic chapel where hymns are still sung on Sundays.
The color green.
And blue...
Knowing that the squirrel always wins 'the chase'(and that cracks me up).
Rushing waters.
Little children.
A good campfire that warms my toes.
Street art.
Real whipped cream.
Family...

And friends.
Joy.