Smelling the roses

I truly stop to smell the roses outside my house every morning. And things are smelling better and better now that Micheal's on the scene. He's the new housekeeper I inherited. He's probably doing my laundry in sweet smelling detergent right now. And when I come home, I'll smell the aroma of the eggplant dish he will prepare for dinner. Ah yes, life is good in Uganda!