together you and your love build a little bench that fits perfectly in your front hall

you and your friends spend a day collecting sea glass and removing old scraps of fishing nets from the shoreline

you bring some nearly-wilted lettuce to the ponds as a treat for the local ducks

on a calm, sunny day, you take your boat out and row the entire coastline of the island

you paint a portrait of your dear old cat

you stay up an hour later than usual to finish an enchanting book

you sew an inch of lace to the hem of an old skirt

you find a bank quite overcanopied with luscious woodbine
with sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine

you return home from your day at sea a little sunburned and cheerfully tired

you light a candle that smells of springtime and take a calming bath

you happen upon a spot in the woods where the trees and the sunlight remind you of an old cathedral

you discover a new favourite poem

you spot a slimy salamander by the stream

you relax in your garden with a cup of hot coffee and a terrier on your lap

you sit in the village square and listen to the pigeons cooing and the old men arguing over a game of chess

you watch a hawk circle in the sky, waiting for it to take its sudden dive

as you relax by the sea, you write a letter to a friend detailing your lazy, pleasant days

you take a moment and look out to sea, reminded of a favourite poem that describes an ocean wild with foam and glitter

on their moonlit back porch, a patient friend teaches you how to dance

the children in the park invite you to join in for a round of duck, duck, goose