I like the lingering taste of bacon and coffee in the morning, as I set out for a day's adventure.
I like the ring of the rise when it appears beneath the early morning fog as it lifts slowly above a gentle pool.
I like the smell of wet cedar as the morning sun works to dry the trees.
I like the site of spider webs bejeweled with dew, while sunlight is busy spangling prisms of color through the droplets.
I like sitting around the campfire in the evening with friends. Listening to the reminiscence of the days adventures and feeling the aches and pains of my muscles and bones caused by the day's adventures melting away evermore with each story told.
I like to share these things with my friends.