It’s far in the back. I can hardly hear what’s going on at the house.
We let this part of the yard stay au naturel. The hammock sits between giant pines for shade. There is a nest of hawks overhead, who have come back for the third year in a row. Obviously they like it back there, too.
Sometimes the dog comes out to visit me.
And thanks to the miracle of modern technology, I can occasionally text someone in the house to bring me a drink.
I bring a pillow, a blanket, a book. What else does one need?
This is my happy place. Where’s yours?