Home and renewal

I am four days late in this posting...

My favorite moment of any journey is my arrival home.

Winston began standing up to look out the window as we began our ascent up Highway 17. Only 19 miles to go.

My sweet husband was off singing at an open mic, so Star was there to greet us. She wimpered a warm greeting, I knew she was saying, "Oh Mom, I am soooo happy you are home". The house was clean and quiet, two good words that go together well. When Marty got home there was so much catching up to do. Isn't it a lovely thing when you are so anxious to see your husband after being gone only one week?

Ocean air

drizzling rain

West Coast homecoming...