Find Pleasure in Simple Things...

[wctriumph]

When I get home from work on a Saturday night after working hard all week, I pull into the driveway and shut the truck down and I take about 30 seconds and sit there in the silence and dark of the early evening. Nice and quiet, just a moment to myself.

[Jmetz]

Watching snow fall. Even more so if I'm listening to some good classic jazz.
Driving in fresh powder with no one else on the road.

[Bailey Guns]

When I get home from work on a Saturday night after working hard all week, I pull into the driveway and shut the truck down and I take about 30 seconds and sit there in the silence and dark of the early evening. Nice and quiet, just a moment to myself.

Ha! When I worked the night shift and had to drive home to Bailey I'd pull into the drive and let me 93 Ford diesel lull me to sleep at idle. On a rare occasion I'd pull into the drive at around 0800 and wake up at 1030 or 1100, still sitting in the seat. That truck was the best sleep aid ever.

[jerrymrc]

Driving in fresh powder with no one else on the road.

Since I drive across post early (5am) I love going to work after a snow. Nobody out yet and I have been known to play in the parking lot a little.

[StagLefty]

Watching the snow fall and knowing I don't have to go anywhere anymore.

[MarkCO]

Fresh snow, dry driveway and a hot cup of coffee while watching my neighbors shovel.

Being alone on top of a 14er.

Walking in the woods and coming face to face with a bull elk.

If I am almost awake, my wife snuggling up on one side and the dog on the other.

[Ripper]

The first cup of coffee on a cold - snowy morning

[Limited GM]

5yrs ago I bought a bike in MN, while living in GA. I flew up and rode it home, stopping at a friends house in KY. The next morning him and his daughter was leading me out to the interstate when he hit a horse resulting in his death and an air ride for his daughter. I held his hand while he died. After everythingwas done that could be, I continued onto Chattanooga to another friends house and spent the night. I went to bed worrying that the next day was when "it"would hit, as I'd kept my wits pretty well to this point.

the next morning I awoke and there was an adjoining bathroom where my friends wife was getting ready for work. I could hear the water running, her drying off, the tink of her hair brush against the sink, makeup containers being moved,....I can't explain it, but those were comforting sounds that kept me together.

I can still hear those sounds from memory.

[02ducky]

Been thinking about this one a little more, I love the smell of rain either before or after it rains, enjoy it the most when I am fishing at Quincy Reservoir (reminds me of my dad for some reason) or up in the mountains. Nothing better than mountain rain to wake the senses.

[Jmetz]

Speaking of which, I have a couple spots by my house where I go to watch lightning storms sweep across the front range.

The view of the mountains I get every time I leave my neighborhood.