Out mowing the lawn, battling the cherry tree, the raspberry bushes, and the rose bushes, I marvelled at how beautiful my yard really is. Right now we have some lilies, yellow roses, and columbine blooming, and it is lovely. When you add in the lilac bushes we have to the side of the house, the aroma of flowers around my house is amazing.
Soon, the cherries will start turning red, the red and black raspberries will start growing, the currants will appear, and the white, red, and pink roses will start blooming. Shortly afterwards, the tigerlilies will bloom and my yard will be a riot of colors and scents.
Towards the end of the summer, the peaches on the peach tree will begin to ripen and add another tantalizing scent to the mixture.
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Now, back in my room I look around at the cozy arrangement of furniture, the hundreds of books, and various trophies, gifts, and other memory inducing objects, and I realize that this is my sanctuary within the sanctuary that is my house.
I love my family, but at times they can get to be a little too much and I just need my space. So every night between 9 and 10 I retreat back to my room and I introspect. There is really nothing I like more in this world than to just curl up in a place where I feel truly comfortable and reading with some music playing in the background. . . Ok, very little that I like more. . . Heh, heh! Oh, Right!
Ok, now that I have the Quagmire out of my system . . . I really do love this place, and it isn't just because my family and dogs are here. This house has been the place where, for the last eight years, I could retreat to when things got rough. I knew I could just collapse in any room and be surrounded by good memories and comforting objects. There is something about a home that justs makes you feel good inside.
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