the cold wind and blue skies and tall pines.
a healthy body with which to take walks.
enough food to eat.
a family who loves me no matter what and whom I love with my whole heart.
to always be curious about and sometimes delighted by this strange world in which we live.
to always be hungry to make things of one sort or another.
a hot cup of tea. Always.
bad jokes. Q: What’s a skunk’s favorite sandwich? A: Peanut Butter and Smelly (HeeHee…)
the hope that lists provide.