heart and soul

I was just thinking, God placed a long list in my heart and soul (why else would I love each so?):

-Simplicity.
-Antiquity.
-Modernity.
-Poetry.
-Quiet.
-An eye for beauty.
-Grace.
-The need to talk it out.
-Recharging introvert-style.
-Rocking chairs.
-Rice paper lanterns.
-Porch swings.
-Morning light.
-Dreams of maternity.
-A compulsion to write.
-Sarcasm (there is a time and place).
-Tea.
-Honey.
-Greek yogurt.
-Granola.
-Coffee.
-Merlot.
-Dark chocolate.
-Pumpkin spice scones.
-Buttermilk pie.
-A vocabulary-love affair.
-Colors, such as blue.
-A need for intellectual/artful/humorous folks 'round me.
-Cinnamon.
-Vanilla.
-Gardenias.
-Roses.
-Strums of banjo, guitar, and dobro.
-Hymns.
-Johnny, indeed the better half here.
-His percussiveness.
-Texas.
-Family.
-Friends, near and far.
-Cats (dogs, too).
-Wild beeswax.
-Wooden things.
-Incense (here's a new favorite).
-Candlelight.
-Sock monkeys.
-Autumn.
-Trees.
-Cicadas.
-Birds.
-Cherry blossoms.
-Mountains.
-Sunshine.
-Thunder.
-Books.
-Songs.
-Films.
-To see photography.
-Art.
-Prayer.
-Scripture.
-Forgiveness.
-To improve in hospitality.
-Travel.
-Indian food.
-Lentils.
-Thai curry.
-Feta cheese.
-Wild Alaskan salmon.
-Tomatoes.
-Guacamole.
-Margaritas.
-Asparagus.
-Garlic.
-Basil.
-Orange, red, green bell peppers.
-Walnuts.
-Almonds.
-Blueberries.
-Grapes.
-Figs.
-Cantaloupe.
-Granny Smith apples....

There's more,
and more to come, all my days.