Be it ever so humble...

I have had to make a trek away from home the past couple of days and while it was for a good and noble thing I find that I simply cannot wait to get back home. I have missed everything from the chickens to the dogs always about my feet to the seedlings.  As a matter of fact, as everyone else in our party is staying yet another night, I already have my pickup packed up and me and my clan will be heading home within the hour. 

I have spent my time since Thursday night with a crowd that gets aflutter at the thought of high heels and new handbags.  (Sigh.)  This afternoon my son and I escaped for a while and took off to a hunting/camping/wildlife supply store and when I walked through the door I had to laugh a bit, take a deep breath, and say, "Ahhh, now this is more like it."  And it was - but twas still not home.

So now I am at the ready and will soon be leaving to go home.  My tiny, humble, plain, and busy home. Tis where I belong.