Why I am here.

Monday morning - a new week - church yesterday after missing many weeks in a row while on vacation - nice to be back home. On my walk this morning it hit me why I am living here. It's the opportunity to be in nature - with God - as easily as stepping outside my door - either one - on the back porch over the Pond to the fish, turtles, wasps, heron, ducks, geese and/or egret - or the front door into open space with spiders, birds, squirrels, dandelions, bright blue sky and trees---many trees. And now, everything is mostly brown - even the trees have branches of brown leaves. We need rain. ----- This morning Randy is coming to redo the bed between the walk and the cottage. The daisies are still struggling, but other than the sago palm, everything else is dead. Even the weeds which I treated with Roundup. I am giving up on annual flowers and, with Randy's labor, will reclaim the bed with some new garden soil, covered with weed control paper, and topped with mulch from the dead oak that was removed last year. When I can decicde what, I will plant two or three shrubs of some kind--maybe azaleas? -----My goodness! There are FOUR cats on my walk! Granted, two are youngsters, but well on their way to adulthood. I don't feed them, the neighbor does. But, I don't have mice and I'm sure they don't either.