No sooner than we arrived it felt like we left again. Our fleeting excursion enriched by friends, good food and drink. After filling our bellies with warm soup spiked with red pesto, we headed out into the cold to hear him sing. His haunting melodies, soothing us, speaking to us. Thankful for our friends that welcome us home and new friends to meet. After less than 24 hours we headed back through the rain, fog and snow; emerging in the bright sun. It left me remembering. Remembering our first and only home together; hopeful that someday our path leads us back there.
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miss you tonight.
see you soon.
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