I woke up at home, and not just that, but Keith was home! And he went to work and I wrote. But I also took out the trash, fed birds and cats and looked at the yard and laid out the tent he used so it can dry, and started some laundry, and looked to see that Marty is here! Holly is here!
This is better than unfamiliar mountains and rain and darkness.
It's a good thing I made and saved an image of those potato blossoms the other day ...
I like that last image, of a sunflower just opening. It's kind of winking at us!
The mimosa tree is a volunteer baby of our neighbor's tree, but I really like it. My mom tried several times to transplant mimosa trees to our house in Española, but they never lived. Seems they won't live there or in Santa Fe, but Albuquerque is enough warmer or southerly or something, and they will grow here, so I think nice thoughts of my mom when I have a mimosa doing well. Some that came up in our old front yard (from the neighbor there, too) were transplanted to the back and they're Big Trees now.
The day lilies are some of my favorite flowers ever, but next to the big blue "Peter Pan Lilies of the Nile" they seem a little less beautiful. I hope it didn't hurt their feelings.
It's one of the best things that has ever happened to me in my whole life that I realize and appreciate that I love my house and my yard and I'm glad to be home. I love my husband and my kids and I'm glad to just see them sleeping, or hear them in the shower, or just to know where they are and what their plans are.
How much better then, to have beautiful things blooming! It's like the decoration on the icing on the cake.
Now I'm going to go find something to eat, and anything I find is likely to taste good, because I'm so happy. And if I can't find something that makes me happy, I'm sitting here next to Keith's bowl of change, and there's a grocery store 118 paces out the back gate Keith made for me. (In preparation for the Monkey Platter Festival, I counted so I could tell people how close it is.)
These things I'll leave the house for, but I won't go far:
Monkey Platter Festival
Unschooling Symposium in Santa Fe
And this one's far, but I'll get three weeks of England and Wales, so that offsets being away from home.