Sitting on my deck with my laptop, the crisp morning air (and my cup of coffee) waking me up. I hear birds singing, dogs barking—and sirens screaming on the nearby highway. (Okay, I’m going to ignore the sirens.) I hear the voices of my two youngest boys growling and yelling as they chase my niece as “tigers.”
My dog is literally ROLLING around in the patches of the yard that he has worn down to dirt—the patches that are wet with dew and consequently little islands of mud. (I’m going to choose to ignore that too.)
The morning is beautiful. Life is good. It’s going to be a sunny-side-up kind of day!