2016 Thursday -- Destination Reached

The blush on the sky's fabric suggests we missed the sunset, but we did not. The clouds hid it. This long magenta sigh was a sweet consolation as we paused momentarily from unpacking the Honda to just breath-in the newness inside the house and freeze this moment.

We've been away for 19 sleeps; I have been sick 17 of those. Four sleeps this first March visit before we'll hit the road back to the reality of ballerinas constantly twirling and pencils spinning and highlighters glowing and Scantrons keeping score.

From California's Central Coast we are saying good night,
Rosie (& Mr. Fun), aka Carol