Hummingbirds. The morning after we returned home, a hummingbird flew up to the kitchen window and hovered there for several seconds while I was looking out. Hummingbirds are beautiful, and they do not live in Australia.
Quail. A family of quail has been living in our back yard, complete with mother, father, and about five little fluff balls.
Summer night breezes. These sweep down from the mountains and send cool, fresh scented air everywhere.
Mountains.
People. I am finally home, finally. And I spent a long time today talking to colleagues, talking to friends, and talking to neighbors, all of whom act very happy to see us. We have also been able to see family again. There are good people here, and we like them.
Google fiber. Self explanitory.
Regular work hours. Actually, I haven't decided if this is good or bad. I don't feel like I've accomplished so much in a day if I haven't already worked two hours before 7:30am.
Full sized washing machine. With a one-hour wash cycle. I no longer have to wait 90 minutes for each half-sized load to finish. And its companion, the Full sized dryer, is also lovely. Laundry no longer consumes the day.
Fruit trees. Aside from the apricots, which had become a rotten orange slime pile under the tree, much of our fruit was still in reasonable condition. We have a refrigerator full of summer apples and cherries. What should we do with them, Reader?
Things are not perfect here, or there. Or anywhere. But things are very good, in many places.
1 comment:
We are glad you are home!
KP
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