Home again Home again Jiggity Jig

Thanks to Anne Dugan for the post title today - an old nursery rhyme, I believe it's about the three little pigs that went to market and you say it as you play with the little toes of the baby!

Jet lag, goofiness, relaxation, tiredness, and energy all are part of the transition back home.  12 hours on the planes was a long time, flights were good and no real problems encountered on the trip home.
The kids were glad to see us, Murphy is doing very well with his legs and we have taken several walks together already. Fuzzy is hanging close to Murphy and us except for his afternoon naps when he disappears into the garden on the hill below the deck and sleeps. Leo is, well, Leo!

 The evening before we left, Josette, our landlady, came over for final instructions.  She was a dear and friendly person, very helpful and exquisitely French.

Last, but not least, a wonderful water lily graced the pond all day today. Then this evening the moon rose and the clouds were fantastic.  Back to life in Utah but always holding great memories of our trip.