Driving anywhere from here is an adventure, with astounding views of nature and surprise visits from our hoofed neighbors. Yet it is my own little yard I'm appreciating now with its December nasturtiums in bloom, sunshine I can pick after the frost and bring in to a windowsill to enjoy.

How good it is to focus on feeling fine (instead of my usual intense efforts at trying to improve myself, which today I am experiencing as quite tiresome, even nagging).

May you find joy in contentment, too.