Home. I am ready to go home. Not that I haven't enjoyed my visit with my sister and her fiancee, but I am ready to go now. I want to see the lambs and let the pigs snuffle my boots. I am curious how my flowers are faring and if the cosmos have finally opened. Surely there are still some dahlias blooming. I want to snuggle up with Dixie and Jackson and check on the garden. I long for the peaceful quiet of a secluded ridgetop; here the traffic never seems to slow down, let alone stop. I want to smell the pungent aroma of pepper plants that have basked in the sun. And I am very ready to sleep in my own bed with my hubby again. Soon. Brian is coming up to PA tomorrow, and we'll be heading home on Sunday. Miles to go, but in between there will be a fantastic show at Sight and Sound, sightseeing with friends from home, and a quick visit with Brian's sister, her husband and our nephew.
This post is a reminder to myself to enjoy the next couple of days while I have them. Vacations are hard to come by, but sometimes harder to accept. I'll be home soon enough and the realities of being gone for over a week will set in quickly I'm sure.
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