This morning, my husband and I were simply sitting upstairs in the living room in very comfy swivel rockers facing the fireplace, each with a cup of coffee, talking and watching the many birds out at the feeders. The sun was shining and not a cloud in the sky. Leaves were still floating down regularly. There is no more perfect moment in my mind. That's the kind of stuff that finds me grateful beyond belief.
Sunrise from the deck |
Y'all take care.