Thank goodness for this morning. Power mowers growling across the field behind the house, bird song, the trickle of water from the pond. The Sun, so bright and warm, invites me outside.
Not a time to sit in front of my computer, no matter how much it calls to me. The world outside the confines of my roof top calls me more.
Even Tug takes a moment to smell the flowers. What a smart, sweet, and gentle girl.
