Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.
- Henry David Thoreau

This kind of says it all.  I love my house and yard.  I love our little hennies.  I love that we have room to garden and plant and grow so many things, like this little spot of dirt which yearly becomes our herb garden.  I love our busy children.  I even love their busy mess, because it means they DO things.  It's a blessed life.  I love every little bit of it.

1 comment:

Peg Lewis said...

I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute;
From the centre all round to the sea,
I am lord of the fowl and the brute.

William Cowper's The Solitude Of Alexander Selkirk