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It rained a little last night. When I got up this morning to feed the animals and make the coffee the air was moist, cool, and clean, and I could see in the faint pre-dawn light ten thousand little puddles resting on every surface outside. And even though we’d slept through the rain, I could still hear its echo in the droplets that were popping in the soil as they fell from the canopies of our trees. It was a magical moment, and fortunately for me I wasn’t on the clock, so there was no reason not to just stop and breathe it in.“Just stop and breathe it in,” has become a kind of mantra for me. I’m a fairly contemplative guy so it probably always has been a priority, but I’m getting better at it all the time.Last night the last thing Tina and were doing before bed was booking flights and rental cars and accommodations for a trip we’re making in the Fall. We plan to take the first couple of weeks in October and spend it driving around Vermont in a pick-up truck—hiking through the woods as the leaves change color