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We are home again and somewhat unpacked.  Everything around the house was pretty much in order.  We are so exhausted I feel like I could have walked the whole way.   It will be an early night and a good old Sunday morning sleep in.  
I have thirty-something e-mail messages and 71 blogs to catch up on, plus a whole bunch of submissions from my writers' group and all the reading for the poetry workshop on Monday.  I can't deal with any of that now.  The main computer is doing all its updating stuff and being even s...l...o...w...e...r...than I am feeling right now.
We had a safe enough trip--got past Tampa just in time and avoided bad weather the rest of the way.  I sure do know I'm not in Florida any more, but there is not as much snow as I was anticipating.
My pillow is really insisting that I wash my face, brush my teeth, and kiss it good night.  You know how demanding pillows can be--best that I obey.

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  1. Glad you are back in Vermont and glad you had a safe trip.

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  2. Home again, home again jigadi jig. I'm glad you made it there safely. Isn't it amazing how things pick up just where you left off?

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  3. Hi Olga, Glad you arrived home safely! Is there snow on the ground at your house? I thought I saw on the news that a storm was going up the coast a couple days ago. It's snowing here in Breckenridge, of course...

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  4. Thanks for visiting my vultures! Hope Vermont is nicer than here today. Rain, rain...

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