After lunch with Ben’s sweet family, we loaded up the Wagoneer for the loooong drive home. Well, it’s only 4 hours but it feels like every bit of 8. But the sunsets always take my breath away between here and there.
I took a long bath when we got home and afterward, with a little of the post-Christmas blues and a lot of wanderlust that’s had me waxing nostalgic about our trip to California last spring, I put on the lotion I bought right before that trip and the smell of it takes me back to Santa Monica and the fancy hotel room and the 4 am wake ups. And man. I’m ready to go back.