When we took time off a few weeks back, I went west to Seattle and Portland and all of those people. Everywhere.

All around me in traffic. All around me walking downtown. All around me at the baseball game.( Where you get 12 dollar bud lights, but that's for a different blog) And, even on the beaches out there, people all around me.

So, as I drove through the heights during our tiny little rush hour yesterday, I became grateful for where I live, all over again.