The best thing about going into the city is coming back home!
I am very thankful for where I live. Most mornings I step out onto the front porch and breath in the fresh crisp, clean morning air and I listen.....
I can hear birds singing their greetings one to another. A cow mooing from across the valley. A rooster crowing from somewhere across town. The creek gurgling as it makes it's way down the hill.
"Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts."
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.