It's almost the end of July. We're in South Florida and when I stepped outside this morning it was 72 degrees and so quiet I could hear owls off in the distance calling to one another. I could feel the humidity, but it's moments like this that I don't mind getting up just as the sun is starting to warm the day. The doves were cooing and a mocking bird flitted by.
Almost made me want to go for a walk!
Sometimes our lives are full of the mundane and every day chores. But how can you not be grateful for quiet moments and perfect weather?