The casual affection of a grandchild
The crooning of our puppy
Picking fruit from my fruit trees
My wife’s smile
The chatter of family at a braaivleis 
Songs that snare memories
The colours of new leaves … old leaves … most leaves
Condensation on a glass of cold beer
Chewing biltong
The call of the Piet-my-vrou
What am I grateful for today?
The just enough breeze
The blossom bending under a bee’s knees
Our solitary pineapple
Doves cooing
The yellow green of leaves on the unidentified trees against the ever so slightly faded blue sky
The droop of the fuchsia
That I am far away enough not to smell the rotting fruit of the cherry guava tree.
The relative silence of obscure suburbia.
The pelargonium red that almost pierces my eye
The fat smile of the Buddha my son gave me
There are more – these are some I perceive from where I sit on my verandah at home.
sillysocksonfriday 
What makes *me* happy: reading about things that make you happy!
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I could add: “the grins of my chilrens”
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This is a beautiful list–thank you for sharing. The colours of leaves make me happy, too!
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I once had cherry guava paste – what we used to call chinese guavas. Knocks that wishy washy quince paste for six. Have been looking for a supply ever since. but given up sugar for lent!
Have you tried it? The paste, I mean
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No but I wish you had written this a month ago – I had the finest crop ever and could have made some. No sugar – you may fade away… weren’t you a skinnymalink?
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That was in the olden days!
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