I realized something odd today – I think for the first time in my life I’m achieving some kind of equilibrium – something that feels good.

I love the hard physical work and the joy and satisfaction I get from a hard day’s hiking – the beauty and exhilaration of being in the alpine. But I also love the work of being at home – of working in the garden and making our home warm, comfortable, inviting and beautiful.

I like that I have work to do.

I love that I have someone in my life to love and care about.

I love the trappings of domesticity.

I cherish all of it – the wild and the homey.

And I am so blessed to have it all – even more blessed that I have someone to share it with.

I took the camera out this afternoon to capture a bit of the comfort of and abundance of home.