…the morning sun upstairs
… and downstairs… and ON the stairs.

Happiness is coffee, the newspaper (mostly for the puzzle), a hearty breakfast, color, eyes to see color, fabric, space to work, works in progress…

Happiness is when the Hungry Risen one eats what I prepare for him, and it’s packed with calories.Happiness is also finished work, which I will share tomorrow!

Happiness is knowing that gardening is just around the corner.

Happiness is the phone call from NYC, where C proudly informs me that his team (4x400mm relay) won their heat and broke two more school records!