Happy

Eric is home today. I just made cookies. Now he's making a loaf of beer bread. The weather is beautiful. On our walk to the liquor store early this afternoon, we passed a row of lilac bushes just beginning to turn green. Our windows are wide open, forcing everyone who enters the building to smell our baking and wish they had cookies and fresh baked bread, too. I'm in the middle of a good book, and I have cats to cuddle with while I read. So here I go.