South Dakota greeted us home in it's usual extraordinary manner...thunderstorms. We watched them for quite a while before they passed over the interstate and proceeded to put the truck through a high pressure wash.
It is wonderful to be home. The Ponderosa pines are alive and well. The smell of vanilla was the first thing that greeted us here in the woods.
It is so quiet now that the computer seems very out of place...I think I'll enjoy the quiet...and then the dark.
It's s good to be home.
