My new found love for an insect chorus. Clicking and crickets herald evenings here. Bob was shocked when I told him that until now, I'd never lived in a house that had crickets at night.
This room. Forest green walls, open windows, a desk, a cozy daybed, books and more books.
Privacy. Rooms whose walls go all the way around their occupants.
A porch light within my control.
Tomatoes in the garden.