Polka dots, aging, and a fresh new perspective
The view outside just got prettier.
This happened quite by accident after I pulled open the bedroom windows and settled back into bed to enjoy the morning breeze. Looking at the angled window, I suddenly noticed a whole new scene reflected there. Way off in the distance was the rocky cliff! I could only see the edge of it, but I recognized one of Les Trois Secs. Closer to home stood our massive cedar and—quelle surprise!—two baby squirrels chasing each other through the branches. Continue reading Polka dots, aging, and a fresh new perspective

