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.