There she sat, peacefully gazing out the window, mint tea in hand, a soft smile on her face.
She was done for the day. She no longer had any chores to do, she had finished making dinner, and she had even succeeded in finishing her workload for that day.
She was relaxed and peaceful. Her smile grew just a hint wider when her cat jumped into her lap, a soft purr leaving him. His fuzzy tail tickled her nose as he turned in her lap before curling up.
The evening was peaceful, the air cold and crisp, allowing for the crystalline flakes of snow to drift down onto the frozen ground below.
It was a fine evening.