I moved to a new home at the beginning of April (not the home mentioned in a previous post), and am now mortgage-free! Woot!
Unfortunately, 2 months after moving here, I broke my ankle. It has been challenging and humbling and painful, but I have still managed to snatch some moments of joy. Had I not moved, I'd never have been able to enjoy the beauty from my front porch that I have here. Even staying on my porch chair, broken ankle elevated, I was able to gaze upon all this beauty:
To the East
To the South
To the West
And Back to the SouthEast
How lucky am I? (Broken ankle and all.)