...is knowing that today is the last full warm day I get this year.
Well, tomorrow will be pretty good. But tomorrow will be the travel day. Packing. Shorts get put away. Then it's the airport & the plane, and back to the cold & the wet on Thursday -
And I don't just mean the dog's nose.
It took me forever to wind down when I got here. I finally managed it a couple of days ago, and started to sleep (it has been months since I really slept). And now it's time to go home & parachute back onto the escalator. I fear this paragraph reveals more about me than it should!
I love being away; I love coming home. Mum called yesterday, with Matty barking in the background and I was ready to be back with my Springer Spaniel! Even without the sunshine. Being in someone else's church was fun - but it made me miss my own and want to be back with them, finding new vision and implementing it.
Yes. I will miss the heat. And the rest. But life is for living, not just for blogging. Time to go do some living.