A bad start to a good thing

Considering I was going to post once a day with a favourite thing, I'd have to give myself a mark of abismal (sp).

It's now August, and I've thought ever-so-often of little things that make life here so uplifting for my spirit.

Today it would probably be hearing sounds from the local Agricultural Fair coming drifting in the windows on the breeze. Knowing I can walk over there if I choose, or not. I can stay here and enjoy this day when no work is pressing, wander around the garden, fill the feeder and watch my baby rats sleeping happily with full bellies and soft blankets.