Misc.

Spend your time and money at the organic grocery store, not, at the doctor's office.
It is a warm, December, Sunday at the cabin. There was a huge buck at the feeding area this morning looking for a meal. He was very wary. It is hunting season here at the cabin and these boys know it. Sort of like downtown.
I have been watching Gypsy watch a squirrel on the squirrel tree where the feeder hangs. Her passion. She has been on point for a long time. The squirrel is very entertaining, keeping us spellbound with it's antics. Time well spent. Not at all like watching television.
Since moving to the cabin I have learned the meaning of a good night's sleep. It is dark and quiet. Not at all like taking sleeping pills.
When I look out my window I see no people, houses, tall buildings or cars. I don't hear them either. It is not like the city.
The city offers many wonderful things and deserves a visit now and then.
The squirrel is gone and so am I.