I went on a ladies retreat this weekend, and, while I had a great time, there is definitely something to be said for being at home. The familiarity of a comfortable couch, the sweet whistle of the tea kettle and the soft fur of doggies as they lay on your feet cannot be compared to even the most beautiful of camp settings.
Nothing got accomplished today. I just curled up and enjoyed the blessing of home.
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