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Home Again, Home Again

Our trip went without incident and we are once again back in Vermont...where the rain has been steadily drizzling down and temperatures are hovering in the high 40's.  Our car was actually clean until we crossed the VT border on route 4.  It seemed like on cue that it started raining and the trucks passing by started splashing the mud.

The house was pretty much as we had left it. (We have a new thermostat.)  The daffodils are starting to pole up and some have even bloomed.  I can see buds on the lilacs and the crab apple tree.  The grass is actually green.  We went through some gorgeous spring weather, in reverse from late to early, as we travelled north.

I am getting quite bored with the long car trip between here and there.  We made it two extra times in the past year and maybe that accounts for my boredom.  Reading the bill boards felt like leafing through a magazine--ad after ad after ad.  I kept nodding off.

A billboard for the open heart surgery program at a certain hospital, repeated mile upon mile, struck me as quite odd.  I mean, seriously, if I needed open heart surgery I would think I'd want more professional advise than the ad on a billboard.  Seeing that ad did not prompt me to pull into the hospital and request their ballyhooed surgery either.  I'm just asking, "What's the point?  Aren't medical costs high enough without having to pay exorbitant advertising fees?"

I was taken with the sign for Rag Apple Lassie Vineyards though.  That's a good name.

I am planning to spend a few minutes checking out what I missed on television and then snuggling into a pile of pillows and blankets for an extra long sleep.  The ride, the unpacking, and the grocery shopping to restock have all combined to do me in.

Comments

  1. Glad you're back in Vermont. Look forward to hearing how things are there.

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  2. I have taken that trip many times and I am always taken aback by the vasectomy billboard and that odd looking doctor. I also often wonder how the South of the Border folks can afford all those expensive billboards, add all those new buildings and features and never have customers...strange indeed methinks. Perhaps something very different goes on there.

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  3. Never thought about the South of the Border in quite that way - maybe it's really a front for the border patrol or drug pins...It is good to go away and it is always good to come home again. Once the work of getting settled is over hope you can enjoy!

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  4. Glad you made it back safely!! Oh I know, I felt like I could sleep for a week when we got back. There's No Place Like Home!

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  5. We are planning a trip beginning Memorial Day that will take us to Boston and ten right away into Vermont for four days. The travel books have warned me that spring is the "muddy season". Here in the PNW we understand that. I am hoping there will be less mud by Memorial Day?
    I'm glad to hear you made it safely home and have the necessary tasks done so that you can settle in.

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  6. I bet you are tired. I'm not sure I could have done all you have done after the road trip. Welcome back to Vermont.

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  7. Hope you had a nice long and wonderful nap!

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  8. Catch up on shut-eye - a snooze while it's raining sounds super! I hope if I need heart surgery, I can find a better referral than a billboard!

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  9. I cannot imagine being away for the whole winter. Glad your trip back was safe.

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