Home!

Everything is so familiar. It is good to be home.

So many times while I was in France, I would wake up and think, “I’m in France!” and simply be amazed. Since I’ve gotten back, it’s switched to waking up thinking, “I’m in the United States!” When it all comes down to it, that’s pretty amazing as well. I’m an American. I’m in the US. How cool is that.

I started reading Harry Potter today. Not the seventh yet. I was planning to read all of the books before the seventh, then that looked like a lot of work, so I decided just to review the sixth. But then…I decided I really did have to start back at the beginning. I finished the second book today, and it felt wonderfully like summer. I laid in the hammock in our back yard. It was hot, beautifully and so dry-hot. The mountains, which I missed, the hammock, and a good book. After all the rain in Normandy, it finally felt like summer.