Of Mice and Magical Mornings

So good to be home again.

Opened the door this morning to our nearest almond glowing white through the mist, asphodels emerging like stars against the green, one yellow rose, and these jasmine buds strung with strands of silk and sparkling raindrops. 

Gratefuls:
- finding a new mouse in Lidl; the dongle for the old one broke in the journey
- that Mike's improvised mousetrap (in his extra) worked
- that, thanks to Aduro and Feathers, we have no mice in our house (except when they bring one in to eat it)