The Return

Sadly, I must leave "my 40" to head out in the "real" world to return to work this morning.

It has been 11 days since I have stepped off our property, or turned the ignition in the truck. It will be a struggle to pull out the drive and look back and say goodbye, even if only for a day.

 

What will I miss?  The chirp of the chickadee?  The smile on my Siberian as he returns from a run?

 

My heart will be saddened until I am home again...