am home again. "Home sweet home" isn't
just a cute saying. "There is no
place like home" isn't an empty
phrase. I am glad to be home!
I did really enjoy my gadding about, immensely. It provided me with a whole new outlook on life, and a lot of thought provoking people and ideas crossed my path.
Attila and I are weighing the idea of my taking on some additional training, looking at possibilities, thinking things over and under and through. No decisions have yet been made.
Contemplating change is fun and terrifying at the same time.
Yesterday was my first day home and I did manage to bake two loaves of bread in short order. Today a fresh batch of granola is in the crockpot.
Mist is glad to see me! It was cold when we arrived home and she spent our first hour together meowing up a storm, letting me know how very displeased she was that the heating system was not up to standards. I think she missed me, but the heating issue definitely was first and foremost on her mind.
|RECIPES :: Cast
I've been looking for slippers that cover my ankles for, well for what seems like forever. On my wander I found this pair, at half price! They not only cover my ankles, they are machine washable. It is the little things that make me happy.
By The Easy Chair
by Anne DeGrace
"There is no mystery in a looking glass until someone looks into it. Then, though it remains the same glass, it presents a different face to each man who holds it in front of him. The same is true of a work of art. It has no proper existence as art until someone is reflected in it—and no two will ever be reflected in the same way. However much we all see in common in such a work, at the center we behold a fragment of our own soul, and the greater the art the greater the fragment."
Harold C. Goddard
A few clouds
Wind: W 9km/h
Relative Humidity: 43%
Pressure: 103.28 kPa
Visibility: 14.0 km
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