Evening -

Yesterday I arrived at Jane's early so I walked up to Skyline and sauntered along the road enjoying the magnificent views.  A man in a convertible with the top down drove by with opera blaring away.  It was something to be up there, hearing a woman's voice carry high notes into the air.  Life is like that, always something new being shared. 

It continues to look like rain and I await.  I'm snuggly tucked and full of wintery vegetable-chicken soup.  All is well in my small world.

Rumi:

    Let the beauty we love be what we do.
    There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.