Home, home on the range...

This is not a perfect view. It has fences. And power lines. And brush crowds in where clear spaces and grass should be.

But I can look past them all. They go completely unnoticed. It's all about focusing on what is right with my world, instead of what intrudes. The sunshine and shadow on the hills. The fading horizon line. The sky.

Today I am thankful for the view from my front porch. And for the peace it brings me.