Quiet Saturday night

Today is one of those days where I feel like I could live here forever.  From where I sit in the dining room, I can hear frogs croaking out the open kitchen window.  Oddly enough for a Saturday night, the bar isn't in full swing.  Maybe it's the storms we had earlier.  Whatever it is, I'm grateful.  Even though I'm looking forward to the day when we own enough of our own property far enough away from "civilization" for frogs to be the main background noise, tonight I'm just happy to be where I am.  The veggies are growing, the chickens are roosting in their coop, the baby is asleep (for now), and the hot and humid weather has been replaced with cool and clear. 

I'm content.

1 comment:

Donna said...

Lovely old house.