Whoa, as much as I like to travel, I’m equally happy when I’m done traveling. I’ve been working so hard lately, and I finally have some breathing space, and now I’m staring at this blank page and blinking cursor, thinking: (Blink.)
How about some pix from the trip?
Here’s a topiary that will be truly impressive once all the plants fill in:
That’s the Atlanta Botanical Garden, which is truly impressive itself. We spent a couple of hours there, and it could have been a couple of days. My eyes were so starved for green, I could have moved in.
Back at J.C. and Sammy’s house, I was confronted with the evidence that John, he don’t throw nothin’ out:
The postmark on that was 1979. Front? Sure:
And to top it all off, he handed me a thumb drive with about 1,000 pictures of us — the four of us, plus Kate, plus a few others — taken over the last 15 years, just in time for graduation-season posting. Won’t the rock ‘n’ roller’s friends get a kick out of this one?
My little girl. All growed up.
Then the long road home. Hello, Cincinnati:
But it’s great to have all this. And now it’s time to go to work. Bloggage tomorrow, I think.