Moody, snowy, hazey Saturday morning: this is the view from one of our eleven, yes eleven, casement windows in the family room. This is "our corner" overlooking the river encased with bare winter-bitten trees. Every morning I look out our windows and thank God we live here.
Years ago, on the outskirts of the city, there was a new cond complex going up. Bigger that the realator's sign was a billboard that read "If you lived here, you would be home by now." That saying has become almost a mantra as we drive up to our lovely home. We are here, and it's become home by now.