A Beautiful Day in a Beautiful Little Town

My view at home to the west

I've enjoyed something new the past couple of mornings. It isn't something I had thought about lately but is definitely something I had previously told myself that I someday wanted. As I awoke, without any effort whatsoever, I looked out of the window right above my bed and enjoyed the beautiful surroundings that I now call home.

Back in Mesa, Arizona...it was all desert. Blistering hot sun, so bad you planned for a day inside most of the time. Neighbors so close on either side that you could just about here them fart. Then came Flagstaff which had beauty all around but the rental house we spent the last year in had Highway 89 right outside the back door. So close, actually, that a minivan came careening through our back fence and came to a stop in our back yard. Constantly noisy, even inside the house.

My view at work, with snow a half an inch thick on each branch

But now we live in a small Idaho town where beauty and quiet abound. At night the sky is glimmering with a million little diamonds. I enjoy my six minute drive to work (when there's no snow) and look forward to many, many productive weekends.

If you love where you live, thank the Good Lord. If you don't love where you live, hold fast and keep trying. Sometimes the path to get where you want to be isn't always clear but don't let that stop your dreams.

~OJD