Stride

Its been really good lately.


Transferring closer to home, opening an office downtown, we now find ourselves with more time and opportunity to explore, relax, just be. 

The weekends are spent next to an open fire, mesmerized by burning wood and skipping flames.  I drank out of my very own wine glasses next to the fire.  We lounge on our old leather chair and hang pictures from our last place.  While we work hard during the day, it doesn't seem like much once home and winding down. 

Our community is starting to envelope us.  No longer feeling like outsiders, we have our own bar, own restaurant, own back roads, and own places to identify ourselves with.  The people wave back and our Saturdays are starting to fill. 

With everything done, sometimes it feels like "what now?"

What next?

This.  This is all there is to do now.  To sit outside in the warm sun, recounting the week, saying hello to the neighbor that walks by, and savoring each sweet minute.