Watching Tabitha play.
Eating a raspberry from my own canes, warm from the sun.
Sitting on the ground, feeling the solid warmth of Robinson's body next to mine.
Burying my nose in Robinson's fur, smelling the sweet, tweedy, scent of him (he doesn't smell "doggy," so don't get grossed out)
Watching the play of sun and sky and transparent green of leaves above me.
Picking sweet peas for the house.
I did all those things this afternoon, and that's why I'm happy :-)