I've have had such perfectness in my life lately. It's not that I haven't had Real too. But I couldn't ask for much more perfect. Today it rained. Yesterday it did too. The day before I dug in the garden all day. On that same day I had a friend over who helped dig. She calmly tells me her own life joys and sorrows. She never pressures me or expects more from me than I can give. Our kids played like the hardy wholesome kids they are. When one got hit on the teeth with a baseball she was across the yard and checking the damage in no time. But when the biggest boy tagged the little one out there was no cries of poor sport. Wholesome good play and fun. That's perfection. They all helped me put my newly acquired perennials in the ground. They found a snake egg and fought over it and grossed out too. And then today, another friend came for coffee this morning and it was still wet and raining. The conversation was a lift for me. ...