Back Home...

I'm back from my trip to the U.K. and Virginia.  What little remains of today is a “day of rest”, and then it's back to the salt mines for me...

There are so many things that are nice about coming home, especially for a gray-bearded introvert like me.  My wife's smile and kiss.  My dogs, each with their individually-styled, but equally frantic, greeting.  Little Maka Lea, who came trotting in to see me when I called him from the door.  My bed.  The comfort of surroundings and things being where you expect them to be.  Quiet, calm.  The delight of favorite and familiar foods.  Ah, so very nice...