Little things...

Little things ... about being home after an extended absence are a real source of pleasure.  There are some that anyone could guess about me, such as being with my puppers again.  Some are not so obvious, though.  For example, having tea in the morning, a top notch Darjeeling made with the delicious water from our spring and a touch of the wonderful milk we have delivered.  Then there's my morning shower, in the shower we designed to suit our own liking.  As I write this, I'm watching the sun light up our green valley as it climbs over the Wasatch Mountains to our east, and enjoying the serenade of a thousand or so birds greeting the morning.  It is good to be home...