It's always the little things that make me the happiest.
There's this green tree frog that makes a nightly appearance on one of the sliding glass doors that lead to my back deck. He just sits there for hours -- keeping watch.
During the day, I can look out those same doors and see a chipmunk eating among the birds and squirrels that fill the backyard.
Sometimes, he's joined by a little rabbit -- one familiar enough with people that you can get within a few feet before he scampers off.
And around midnight nearly every night, a plane filled with bank documents groans as it passes overhead.
It's all just part of my world now, a space where the grass grows too fast, projects take too long and a smiling face is always welcome.
Maybe it is just getting older. Settling down. Getting comfortable. Whatever it is, I like it. Going home now takes on a calming feeling for me -- far different from just a few months ago when I had to battle traffic on the interstate and Washington Road in Augusta just to get a respite from the world.
Granted, I have not spent one night in my bedroom. (Until just a few days ago, we were using a mattress on the floor of our guest bedroom until the other bedroom is finished. Now the bed is up and we're still in the guest bedroom). But that's OK. Home is where the sweat-equity is.
Speaking of sweat equity, I'm looking forward to seeing the result of our local teams' efforts on the gridiron starting Friday night. I've spent time with both teams on the practice field, and I know they are focused on what matters most -- being the best players and representatives of their respective schools that they can be.
But it is not just the football teams who have been working on getting things just right. The cheerleaders and majorettes have been practicing and Thomson High School's band and flag corps have been drilling for days. All for Friday night.
Their dedication in the daily heat is impressive -- something I'm sure I could never try. You ever seen what the hot sun will do to a person of my, uh, stature? It ain't pretty. Heck, it ain't even cute.
Anyway, here's to a safe, successful season for both Thomson and Briarwood. I'll see you at the stadiums. And if you get a chance, holler at me -- you never know when I'm looking for someone to be in the next edition of Faces & Places.
In the meantime, don't forget to subscribe to The Mirror -- we're still giving $5 to either the Thomson High Athletic Booster Club, the Thomson High School Bulldog Brigade, the Briarwood Athletic Booster Club or the local Boys and Girls Club. All you have to do is call 597-0335 and we'll handle the rest.