I am home.

The cats are annoyed, but cuddly. The checks I was waiting for have arrived (the royalty fairy was not at all kind, but not an utter bitch, either). There are groceries en route for tomorrow morning (ordered in the UK - I love living in the future)

I feel...oddly discombobulated. Home feels like home but it's not entirely right. *frowns*

There are things that need to be done. Tomorrow morning, I am back at the desk, back in the war room, back on the pony. But part of me may still be sitting on a stone ledge high above the world, watching vultures swoop and soar on the winds below us....





 More photos (unsorted and mostly unlabeled, right now, at the flicker set