There is something about a cool spring day...the sun out, a breeze blowing over your skin to keep you comfortable. The backyard is in bloom with nectarine blossoms, the fig, pomegranete and peach putting out new leaves and flowers. Chickens wandering around exploring the space.
I am curled up with a drink and a book, gently rocking back and forth, cradled in a web of soft rope woven to conform to the body and hold it safe. I can lay my head back, close my eyes and be at peace.