The temps are down, the wind is calm, the skies are clear.  I have a fire burning in the outdoor fireplace.  It is Friday night, and I have retreated to the serenity of my private surroundings.
Okay, I live out in the Arizona Desert.  I see the lights of the planes flying over I-10, using it as a navigation tool.  I call that highway "The Phoenix - Tucson Trail".
The tunes are cranked.  Walk away from the fire and see that the sky is really filled with stars.  The neighbor strolls across the Open Range and we crack a couple of beers and just enjoy.
Those of you who have been here know what I am talking about.
Life IS so great.