There's something so sweet about opening up email in the morning and finding a congrats note from someone you've always liked and admired! Thanks for the hug, Lynn! Back atcha! :)

I wonder if I can get back into the morning person groove. That's what I'd always been in my life, up at dawn's early light, flitting around when no one else was up to pester me. I love the way the sunlight filters differently through the windows, and how when Maggie whines to be let out and I open the door, everything smells so fresh and green. It's like having the whole world waiting for me!

In the summer, I like to take my first cup of coffee and sit on the concrete slab. There's a couple of steps from slab to door, and they're the perfect place to sit, sip and reflect. And try to toast the legs, too. :) Since I put out the planter boxes, it's been a more pretty place, too. I've gotten some year-round pansies and rosemary; although I also got a lovely little "lime thyme" I think that's kind of biting the dust. Also, this year my crocuses came up! And the nice thing is that they're a pale lilac color, so they match the pansies (dark purple flecked with gold) perfectly. It looks like I planned it that way! Hah!

A new person has moved into the unit north of me. I met her last week, when upon hearing a large truck near the garage I flew into a panic and thought it was garbage day -- which of course it wasn't, so there I was in my grubbies with the garage door purring open, and lo! It was a moving truck filled with movers who gawked at me, barefoot and grubby in my garage, wrestling with the trashcan. On the bright side, I met Bea, the neighbor. And I also cleaned up the garage. Adrenaline well-spent. :)