I was in California for the last few days. It was glorious.
Yesterday, I came home to the historian in a bower of roses, and the leaping up of dogs.
Tomorrow, we will be driving to Idaho. I'm thinking at the moment of never coming back. Oh, except for the part about the children, the grandchildren, Bruiser, the roses, the farmer's market and the Scotlands coming to visit. Also, later, my job. Other than that, I will be staying in Idaho forever.