Thursday, August 24, 2006

Home at Last

We are still dazed and exhausted from the journey, but got in safely last night. Woke up early this morning, wandered out to the patio to watch the sun kiss the tops of the misty mountains and settled down with a coffee and some knitting to contemplate the fact that We Live Here Now. The coast mountain air is cool and sweet and moist, and the big blue sweater is exactly the right kind of warm.

I haven't quite sorted out the picture business, but that will come - it's just a matter of how much it's going to cost me. Consequently, I can't yet show you string bag number two, which finished up this morning - designed to cradle a bottle of wine, a baguette, and a hunk of cheese, or this noon's excursion to our favorite Irish pub for Guiness and a little progress on a lovely red sock. All in good time.