The sunlight was playing in the cattails at the back of the pond yesterday evening, creating a bridge between here and there, here and there being wherever/whenever you want/need them to be. Perhaps in the middle is a place called Common Ground where we can get away from the extremes and remember love, respect, and kindness.
“Happiness is home. And home is not a house — home is a mythological conceit. It is a state of mind. A place of communion and unconditional love. It is where, when you cross its threshold, you finally feel at peace.”
— Dennis Leanne
After a lovely trip on the train on Sunday, I am back at Breezy Acres here in the Bogs. Little Wookie and I are getting reacquainted. I might be biased but I swear he is the most adorable boy in the world.
I have taken a couple of walks around the pond, but most of my time is spent with Little Wookie. Blog time is mostly nonexistent. I do peek in on you now and then, leaving a Like behind.
I had forgotten how wonderfully exhausting caring for an almost brand new baby can be. Just looking at his cute little face is better than a cup of coffee when it comes to getting reenergized, and playtime, when Little Wookie is smiling and laughing, is one of the most wonderful, magical things in the world.
At the end of the day, I sleep better than I have in years.
The little dude will probably wake up from his morning catnap soon.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be.