Old, older, oldest

The farmer's field in the midst of residences, the old tree in the midst of the field showing it's age, all in the shadow of La Saleve.

It was another glorious day - one of those busy days that didn't feel busy because it felt so good to be alive and happy. Mj and I went walking and talking just because.

Life is good, and that is a good thing... a good thing to be thankful for.