out in america

Just got home this afternoon, and I'm still in the middle of unpacking, here are few things to get started with.

K. and I had a great drive, saw some new roads. And it was a beautiful afternoon to come home to. As we drove the last twenty minutes into town it was rainy and sunny at the same time, a windshield wiper and sunglasses kind of day, big, towering, fast moving, dark clouds and expansive, overpowering, profound shafts of sunlight. The garden did a great job while I was away, the scallions that I was worried about all came up, I didn't miss the magic moment when the peas grab the string but still they grew noticeably, and there was enough lettuce for J.'s birthday dinner, more on that tomorrow maybe.

I'm sitting here torn between wanting to say more about all the great stuff out there and wanting to tell more about how nice it was to get home, and really I can't do either right now. It will be better anyway, tomorrow, I'm sure.