it's just after five in the morning.
i have at least two and a half hours before the first of my family comes pattering in.
one before the sky begins to lighten.
the wind is blowing outside...
' storm's comin'.
coffee (with cocoa, of course--i'm an indulgent creature) sits at my elbow.
there aren't a lot of things that please me more than this moment.
it's not rare, exactly...
but it's Home, in the fullest sense of the word.
after picking it up at the mechanic's for a much-needed repair, the truck took us around erranding yesterday. satisfying, that.
there is hot water steaming and pouring into the washing machine.
madeleine's list for santa is sitting here, on the table.
my largest pot boils for tea.
the larder is over-flowing
there is a bottle of my favorite wine in the fridge, waiting for evening's candlelight...
...my home breathes and sighs in satisfaction and love.
i welcome this day.