Life here somehow feels bigger, (and sometimes even requires a mid-morning nap in the sunshine).
There's a lot of time spent in the big "sandbox".
There's always work to be done in the big garden, like planting yukon golds.
There's a cherry tree to steady a little one as she reaches for the big sky.
And big patches of wildflowers to pick from, and a big yard that needs mowing (eventually we'll get to that), and lots of sun on the big hill, and big wind, and big expansive breaths to remind me to take things one step at a time.
And at the end of the day there's a big king-size bed to collapse into.