Life is great

It's morning. I'm freshly showered with coffee in hand, the sun is booming through the windows, and the temperature has that autumnal quality of crisp coolness. When I grabbed the paper off the porch just now, I stole a glance at the raised beds and everything looked so...happy. This is projection perhaps, but damn, I feel so lucky. 

Gardening saps you of all irony. So does falling in love. Coincidence? 

Have an amazing day.