Sunday dinners. A three day weekend. Fresh berries and cream. The first morning of spring. Music in the park. Corn on the cob. A moon on the rise. Making breakfast together. Hiking. Sitting Indian-style at sunrise. Wrestling in our pajamas. Waking up on Saturday with no agenda. Heading off to nowhere in particular. Sharing secrets. Growing tomatoes. Loving the place we call home. Sleeping under the stars. Picking flowers. Eating watermelon and watching fireworks. Making every moment count. And for the record, I won’t settle for anything less.