Heard at night...

Temperatures are finally warming up around here. There is a lot of snow run-off and, thus, a lot of water running in the river behind the house. Last Thursday night I started leaving the bedroom windows open all night. It's chilly, but snuggled in the flannel sheets, and under the down comforter, breathing fresh air, and listening to the river running less than a couple hundred yards away is a sound that brings such a sense of peace that I've actually slept very well these past five nights. I love this time of year, and I love this place we call home. In a couple months, we'll likely hear the coyotes howling too...though the river won't be as high or as fast. The ever-changing audio, thanks to Mother Nature.