The mister and I have been camping and hiking and wearing ourselves out in the mountains, and I do plan to post detailed travelogues pretty soon. In the meantime I am my usual post-travel self, however that may be described; I’m too tired to try right now.
It was a blessed day today, with time to give a drink to the flowers, wash sheets and bake a pie. The green beans are coming on — I think I’ll pick a few tomorrow. The begonia is brightening a space several yards in diameter, and the ancho peppers look like small trees.
Even I am surprised at how soothed I am just to be in My Place.
Gladsome Lights 
Glad your home has given you a sweet welcome back. Hope the weekend is restful. HappyBD2B.
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Lovely pictures, GJ. Can't wait to hear about your travels–and how the green beans tasted!
xofrances
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Like you, I am always glad to return to the routine and simple things of home. Please pass the pie.
Jody
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There's no place I'd rather be than home except maybe at my parents' home where I grew up. And if my grandparents were alive, I'd love being at their house. Home=Love
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