I am back home. I have been away for a while. I will show you the photos I took, or some of them, at least. If you looked at them, and drew a conclusion as to what kind of time I have had simply from what I choose to show you, you would think it idyllic. Ahhh. How the absence of words can create a false impression.
So, tomorrow I will put up some photos.
I am weary, my friends. I am still trying to get sorted here at home, and I have not even begun to do the laundry, change the house, finish projects, or try to get the garden under control. It is time to hack back everything. Colour or not, it is going. Autumn - it is here. I have decided so.
In the past 3 weeks, there have been highs and lows. Laughter and sadness. Tears and worry. Waiting, and doing. Celebrations, though muted, fun, research, doctors, gardens, long chats, and aches and pains. Life, really. Good and bad.
And now I am home.