rainbows in the
“Home again, home again, market is done.”
Remember that little nursery rhyme? A slightly adapted version is running through my mind this morning:
“Home again, home again, travel is done.”
We had a great time with our friends, Ron & Lydia, who took us to Grand Prairie to visit one of Bob’s some long-lost fourth cousins. We also attended church with Rons and got to meet other friends we haven’t seen for years. It’s a beautiful country of high hills, deep valleys, muddy roads. 🙂 While it’s been so dry here, that land is getting lots of rain: four inches over the weekend we were there!
Back to earth again, this morning I dream of laundry and giving my house a good cleaning. When this haiku verse came to me Tuesday I jotted it down. It seems a suitable response to Fandango’s prompt this morning: DREAMER