Tough, but I'l try to narrow it down.

I was recently in the Finger Lakes area of NY, and all the subtle colors of the not-yet blooming trees on the mountains blew me away. I was expecting gray, but I got lavendar, burgundy, red, dark green, and deep purple. It actually made me cry.

The smell of coffee and my husband's cologne (doesn't matter which one he's wearing) are my favorites, and they are both comforting to me.

The sounds of birds in the morning before the sun rises, and the sound of my husband's car pulling in the driveway at night...my heart still skips a beat when I hear that.

I love the taste of a great meal I've cooked myself with a great glass of wine.

And the feeling of getting into bed with clean, great smelling sheets when I know I can sleep in.