Little Pieces of Happiness

I awoke to a canopy of splendor as my bedroom ceiling. My husband and I, we two crazy-in-love after over a decade of togetherness, snuggled up in the great outdoors and slept under the stars. Normally I'm not one for sunrises but that morning, with the wetness of dew clinging to our blankets, I rejoiced in the day light. The clouds hung low over the purple mountains, the sky an enchanting shade of blue, "Perhaps," I thought, "mornings aren't so bad."

Do we look a little tired? (The sun rises early these days!) Maybe.

But the real question is, do we look happy?