The Blogging Bar - home in Lotus

Well, I'm back from Nepal, settling into the swing of things. I really want to thank you for reading my blog, even if this is your first time here- I'm grateful that you're interested enough to take time to read it. Thank you, thank you.
I always love returning home with a fresh perspective. It's fun to see how much the plants have grown (including weeds!), and to notice the beauty and details around that normally become a bit of a blur when I'm in the swing of things. I'm trying to focus on the beauty in the details over the "projects", because that's what makes a home a home- the beauty in the details, the comfort of the familiar & the personal.
I've just today designated our little bar by the river, the "blogging bar". The sun is out for the first time since I've been here- from the sound of it, it's the first time it's been out since I left three weeks ago! This is a magical space, one that we created for our wedding when G and I got married here by the river 3 1/2 years ago. What better place to blog and design and create (okay, an Airstream is a great place to blog too), than this little cozy space. As I sit here in the "bb", I spy with my little eye:
~Osa doggie is finally taking in some sun after fetching her tennis ball returning to me faster than I could type and throw. I think she may be relieved when I tell her "Take a break". She does. Well, she's still willing the ball to move on it's own, but she's lying down at least. Oh the passion and obssession of a (part) retriever!
~I have my custom iPad cover next to me, one that I had made in Nepal from a womens' weaving cooperative where I would spend hours looking through different color cloth, feeling like I was in a design studio. It's a nice reminder of how much I learned, experienced and grew while I was in Nepal. I loved it.
~The river is high from all of the rain we've been getting- it has delivered me numerous amounts of driftwood to create with. I have a favorite piece that I'd like to make a shelf with.
~My ears hear the little birds, celebrating the sun, the geese across the river, honking and waiting for Osa to head up to the house for lunch so they can feed on the grass in peace.
~The mourning doves cooing, remembering times gone by and ones they've lost. Grateful to have loved them.
I feel like a came back from Nepal a slightly different person; a little more open. I grew. There's a lot to learn from a different culture. It's hard to put into words. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about if you've traveled somewhere very different from your own town. Have you had a similar experience recently? I'd love to hear about it if you'd like to share it here with a comment.
Perhaps I'll try and capture my Nepal experience in another blog post...
Thanks again for being here. It's so nice to be home.