Laying in the hammock on a breezy day, watching the animals and other shapes as the clouds drift by, and spying as the squirrels hang on tight as the treetops dance.
Smoking a rack of ribs, tending a dutch oven of my famous homemade baked beans, and shucking some fresh corn as a stick of butter softens on the kitchen counter.
Crackin' a cold beer, putting on the Tigers game, and snoozing until I hear the crack of the bat.
Perfect summer / fall day, that.