clothes and quilts drying on the line
enjoying my bouqet from the kitchen sink, which happens to be the only place in the house (except maybe the bath tub) where the cats won't tip it over...
followed by a few minutes of gazing mutely at the rest of my groceries and marveling at the complete lack of anything nutritious in the whole lot. Refined carbohydrates anyone?
Can't tip the scales too heavily in any one direction.