Every time I do the dishes I find myself thinking about how much I love the house we live in now. I look out the window and see trees, birds, squirrels, sometimes deer, chipmunks, ravens, eagles, hawks ... and nary a sign of human life.
I remember my view from our last kitchen. The street and the neighbor across it. You could never forget you were in a suburban neighborhood. Where we are now, you can easily imagine you are in the mountains somewhere, far from your nearest neighbor, alone in the wild beauty of the earth.
It's like being on a retreat all the time. I love this house.
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