This early morning view was outside my kitchen window. This is my new husband's first spring at this place (I've been here 27 years). He's in awe. He would hear me rambling on about my life outside the four walls of my house and just couldn't connect with my uncurtailed enthusiasm. However, he's now begun to wander aimlessly throughout the interior and comes through the door regularly with, "My word, my word, my word," charges across the room and hugs me. He's overwhelmed by the "life" going on around us, and I think a bit in wonderment about the fact that he hadn't really noticed such things in the former part of his life.
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