How much I love my house at this time of the year. Well, I do. Sleeping in an open house is like camping with all the amenities. I get to hear all the wonderful night animal sounds; I get to feel the moistness in the air when the dew drops and the air cools; I get to hear the birds wake with song, all while lying on my firm, but not too firm, mattress on my crisp line-dried sheets with my favorite pillow.
Some think I'm out of my mind for living here, but you can't convince me.