Saturday, June 25, 2011

I know. Right?

No, this isn't heaven, this is a New York Night.  A glass of Bully Hill, a gluten free half moon cookie, a book, and a green scene. 

After a beautiful 2.5 mile run, I put the baby to bed and plopped myself out on the back porch.  I watched the children fill the fire pit and organize their back yard S'Mores Cook out.  The birds were chirping busily, the creek was rushing, and I was able to rock back in my chair, throw my feet up and read. 

This is how to fall back in love with life...