I love where we live.
Have I mentioned that?
Probably.
But listen, here's the thing.
When Spike and I go for a walk towards the waterfront and bunnies pause for photo opps ...
When I see Twitter pics of the new restaurant opening down here (because I follow these guys, and they were there before anyone else) ...
When we exchange bites of raspberry-cheesecake and orange-pineapple ice cream cones from Scoops while gazing at sailboats ...
When total strangers walk by our house and stop to chat because the plumbing adventure unexpectedly led to a new-and-improved front yard ...
And when every time I walk through that gate, I know I'm home ...
... I can't help it.
I love where I live.
This is one great city.
