We went to our land for Thanksgiving week. The land had gone from being under a fire watch to being under a flood watch.
We had lots of rain, a little bit of sun, a little bit of snow. We walked in the mud, worked in the mud, and got stuck in the mud.
The boys really did not wish to come inside.
But when they did, it was time for tea, quiet, and sleep.
We are home now. Not really wishing to be. Wishing we were back in the colder rain.