sunlight filtering through the blinds, making horizontal bars of gold on the carpet.
cool breezes floating through the open windows, carrying with them promises of change.
one blazing red-leaved tree across the way. a few crickets singing their lonely last summer songs.
green, green herbs growing in the window on the newly installed wooden shelf.
cuddling white-and-beige cat. purr-purring against my side.
dinner in the oven. husband on the way. boys sleeping the sleep of a day of hard brain-work, grass-mowing, dog-walking.
the smell of supper will wake them.
all is peace. all is well.