There are things that fill my soul:  Bright yellow daffodils against a blue, powder puffed sky.  Tender petals dabbled with raindrops.  The sound of water dancing over rocks.  Spring peepers in chorus.  Rain when it gently falls onto a tin roof.  The smell of cattle nuzzling through fresh hay.  Standing among pine trees that sway and bow in the breeze.  An open rolling corn field.  The sweet smell of lilacs.  Hot peach tea in a delicate china cup.  Puppies that cry until you cuddle them.  A kitchen with an oven full of yeast rolls.  A cool, colorful free fall day.  The innocence of children.  A deep, blue swimming hole.  Lemonade in the summer.  Diamond clad velvet skies.  Wind chimes that tinkle and resonate with the wind.  A lonely train whistle.  Sunset concerts.  A familiar hymn played with passion.  Quilts when it's cold.  The stillness of a new snow fall.