The return (version 16.0 more or less)
The caretaking days are over. Two great weeks looking after the two dogs, the Mountain Family House and Garden and the army of brave flowers on my mother's five supersized balconies.

A thunderstorm waved us goodbye last night as we headed back to the metropoli, where routine is rushing again towards me and the heat is climbing up and down to keep us interested.

Our appartment is tinier and full of clutter. I haven't open my wardrobe yet, 16 hours after arrival. But there are great things about the come back. SWP arrangements are fully underway. I'm going out on Thursday night after a long time of staying in evenings. And most of my friends are about to return into the city, at last. So i guess it's good to be back home.