A very ripe yellow cherry tomato that burst in my face as I bit into it.
The strawberries I bought at the Central Square farmer's market.
The people I shared them with.
The way the Akitas (Erioch and Kita) look at me as if I have kibble for brains when I attempt to get them to play with a ball.
The perfect perfect weather.
The wind in my face and flip in my belly as I drove a jeep around a narrow turn.
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