Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Tell me something...


...how could I possibly want to live anywhere else?

Every day, I learn to love this place a little more, and every day, I realize that my excursions back to the city are just that - excursions.

The Wyndham Championship made me feel like I should care about golf.  (Almost.)
My twenty-five minute drive to and from work gives me time to pause and reflect, and the vistas give me ample opportunity to appreciate the glorious "bigness" of creation.


Then when I get home, I'm greeted by this:


It's a pretty dadgum good life, all in all.  I think I'll keep it.

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