Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Coming to a stop

As ever it's been interesting times travelling, with a huge list of potential blog posts lined up, only a fraction of which, I suspect, will ever get into reality.

But one of the best bits of travelling is the return to home. Despite the terrific hospitality of friends old and new and family, there's still only one place that's home, and it's got a dog in it.

Toby and I re-established the afternoon walk, and checked out the park to see what had changed (not much but some things) and while I'm highly allergic to routine, there are a few things done by rote that are worth it. This is one. Toby is now just lying on his side tuckered out by the wonder of the walk.

Time for tea.


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