It's hard to believe that just a week ago I was still in Ireland. It was an unbelievable experience, and I'm so glad I had the chance to visit there for almost three weeks. But there's something to be said for coming home again. Soaking in my own bathtub, crawling into my own bed, and being able to put on clean clothes every day seems like such a treat! I guess that's one of the gifts of travel - you appreciate the creature comforts of home much more when you return than you did before you left.
There's usually a bit of a bumpy landing when I return. I'm happy to say that this return was a happy exception. Yes, Fergus desperately needed a bath, and so did my house, but other than that all was well. Jet lag has been my worst enemy, possibly made worse by the fact I caught a cold while I was away. Also, there was the bike accident I was in last weekend. My face is finally healing, but for awhile it looked like I had some ancient Celtic symbol imprinted on the side of it. I don't recommend landing with one's head into a rock wall.
It's been especially nice to return to a completely different season. Fall is my very favourite time of the year, and it appears to be in full swing here in my little corner of BC. I was so happy to see the squash and pumpkins for sale at the local market.
They are good for more than just eating. I needed weights while I traced out a pattern and realized they were perfect for the job.
The lake is quiet after a busy summer of campers and tourists.
The trail up Teapot Hill is covered in leaves.
And the autumn winds are blowing the needles off the cedar trees by our cottage, covering the streets in gold.
Thank you all for the wonderful comments you left on my blog while I was on my Irish adventure. I wasn't able to keep up with my blog reading while I was away, so please be sure to leave a link in the comment section here if you have a post or two from September that you would like for me to read. It's nice to be back!