Homeward Bound

All good things, they say, must come to an end. One of the arguments advanced for this dubious proposition is that if they didn't end you wouldn't appreciate them. That's a chance I think I'd be willing to take sometimes.

Palm Shadow

Still Life with Leaves and Flowers

In fact, Deb and I feel an almost inexorable pull towards St. Thomas. Relocation, that’s the word.

In the cold, sober light of Monday morning, I’m happy to see that there are some rewards to be had for not mowing the lawn for a week.

Field of Flowers

Flowers

Spray of Flowers

Purple

Mowing, however, it definitely needs.