Where angel babies sleep and Junco's splash

Dear friends of mine asked me last evening if I wanted to go to the city today with them. I thanked them but declined their kind offer saying, “Who  would choose to leave this heaven?” To that, one of my friends responded,”Maggie you will become a recluse!” “Hardly,” I retorted . "I have friends in an out all summer and I am a busy gal." We laughed.

The first bather I saw in my stream was a Hermit Thrush and I was thrilled beyond description. Living at 15 Mainsail is like that— beyond description. Every day brings beauty minute by minute. One cannot easily choose between the beauty of the fog sifting through the trees, the indigenous plants flowering with diversity and profusion, or Juncos having a bath in  the  wee stream in my front yard.