As much as I love our home with it's postage stamp yard, I do miss an abundance of natural space. Bolts of nature's fabric do not roll out before us in our tiny slice of Denver.
All this while the leaves gently shook over us like a baby's coos and the loons bellowed out their flute-like tunes from the lake below.
And in all this natural loveliness with our extended family loving my children so much, I felt a deep ache that something very big is missing in our lives.
Of course we cannot simply pick up and move to a property with a charming house and plentiful land right now, so I will do the best with what we have because this is what travel does for me: It opens my eyes to the possibility of more, and most importantly to appreciate what we have.