Since Henry & I were discharged from the hospital & Trey drove us home (stopping to visit the Chick-fil-A drive-thru, so Henry knows how we roll), I've left the house once, & that was to take Henry to the doctor. Other than that, I've not so much as walked to our mailbox.
The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched. Henry David Thoreau, Walden