First I want to take a moment to thank all of you for generously welcoming me back after my one month sabbatical. Thank you for participating in my pajama party, I did list my work in my pj's and some of you confessed to being in yours also, the beauty of shopping and conversing on the net. Luckily I was finally dressed when the mailman knocked.
I've been hiking every morning now that the weather has finally turned more wintery. I made a pact with myself a long time ago. I always hike the day after a rain, no matter what... everything else can wait. These are the best days when the air is cool and clean, the plants are washed and bejeweled with droplets, everything is highly scented, the birds are happy and so am I.
Hello Mrs. did you find a warm place to sleep last night?
jewels of the trail
I started a book I'm absolutely loving, this view made me think of it, the title is The Garden of Evening Mists so imagined waking in the Highlands and I tried to think about what a tea plantation might smell like after a rain, in the mist.
Banjo was entertained with other scents, gopher, squirrel, deer, I think dogs pretty much stay in the moment though both of my dogs dream like crazy when they sleep.
Life is a beautiful thing, when handed such a gift it best to receive it with greed and I'm being greedy theses days.
I hope you all do the same! Wishing you all good things, a lovely weekend for instance.