Wow...the weekends sure do go fast. My dear hubby has been working 12-hour days at work the last 2 weeks, and it's expected to continue for at least another 2. Therefore, we decided that after racing we would pile into the motor home and head south for an overnight camping trip.
Sunday morning we (I) awoke early and started the fire and read for a while enjoying the peace. Only the sounds of the birds, the wind rustling through the trees and the water rushing over the hillside greeted me. So much better than trains, cars and barking dogs. The only thing that could've made it better was if I would've remembered my coffee, grrr.