There's No Place Like Home

I've been away, again. Got home about midnight and finally had a decent night's sleep. Travel is enlightening and I always come back with a greater appreciation for the world I've visited, but also for the world in which I dwell—my friends, my garden, my home, and my dog all look a little sweeter to me. Each time I return I promise to be kinder and make more time to be with them and enjoy the moments I have here.

Sunrise this morning proved the world was abloom—redbuds, tulips, hosta poking its green tips through the earth, lilacs. France is lovely, but truly, there's no place like home.