There is something about the simple act of hanging clothes out to dry that lifts my spirits.
~stepping out into the quiet morning~
~the sun on my shoulders~
~the sounds of the birds and bugs in the trees~
~keeping an eye on the woods, hoping to see a deer wander by~
~a grateful heart for where I get to live~
And maybe, the best of all, sleeping in sheets that have been soaked in sunshine.
My idea of luxury
