It may not be spring until later this week, it sure could have fooled me today. After making sure I would have some “good eats” for Dennis when he got home from the trade show . . . I am sure it will be after his usual supper time, I took advantage of the sun and open window in our west porch. It may seem unlikely but the chair made of varnished two by fours with a pillow for a backrest is the perfect place to read. Where all the song birds came from in such short order, I only know how enjoyable it was to just relax the afternoon away. When I am home alone with no noise from a television going, I feel like the most content person in the world. Even the traffic noise from our street doesn’t seem to penetrate that peace. I like it, I enjoy it and I will enjoy it when I know Dennis is home safe and sound . . . and the sounds that come with him will be welcomed.