I am on the roof of the coop. After a full day of building, both coop and trail. My son is in the sandbox. My wife, feeding the chickens. I have some 9 hours on the bike in the last 24. I am grounded. Dirty. Scabbed. And high, in the 'country' sense of the word. Life is good. A moment peace and beauty that is both priceless and rare. I feel the moment. I feel it's roots. I breathe deep and I am HERE.