Here I am, sat on the front porch, mug of tea, it's raining gently, 68F/20C, and it's just perfect out here.
MrsT woke up and found me out on the porch, came out and asked, "What're you doing out here?"
"Having my tea, it's wonderful out!"
- turns on her heel and goes back inside.
I mentioned elsewhere, making the 75-minute drive to my folks solo today. They're excited to show me their new house, moving after 50 years. Of course, they don't officially have the keys yet, but that hasn't stopped them from dragging two lawn chairs over there for the back porch. They go over most days and just sit out back for a while, and Mom will say, "I sure wish we had them keys..."
Glad its working out for them!