Beautiful morning. I had a bit of a "lie in" ~ a British phrase I have adopted as my own to mean staying in bed, enjoying the feel, not rushing, just being there for a bit longer than usual.
Couple of interesting things. Oso barked about 1 or so last night and as I woke up telling him to be quiet, in the nano-second that I worried I also realized Dean was home and lying beside me and if anything was out there besides the dark, he could help me handle it.
The other was the morning sounds of having him home: the gurgling of the tea pot, the scrap of the shovel against the fire place as he cleans out the ashes and the crackling of the newly lit fire. All nice familiar sounds that say he is home and we are together again.