Home! My own home! My garden! My own bed! (well, that’s coming up in a moment here…)
We got home with a minimum of fuss (well, to us anyway; our overnight host got into a fender-bender on his way out of the parking lot after breakfast), and My Dear Miss Q cooked us a delightful dinner.
And I have nothing else of intelligence to say, other than, once more, HOME! 🙂