I've now had plenty of time to ponder the holiday abroad. I was glad to get home but in a different sort of way than most, I believe. The sights, sounds of smells of Nevada are wonderful in the Fall and we came back to some above-average temperatures and still in the full regalia of Fall color. I was back but somehow, not home. If someone offered me a return ticket today, I would be packing. How can you not love a country whose road kill is ring-necked pheasant? I'm already pacing the house and not garnering any satisfaction from thinking about an activity that might just give me some temporary relief from my separation anxiety. I do look forward to seeing the boys - maybe that will bring me to grips with my present reality.
You can see my Scotland/England pictures by visiting http://scottishhighlandadventure.shutterfly.com/.
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