Sad. Can’t help feeling it, saying good-bye to beautiful Paris. Tomorrow we will be winging our way home, looking rather like this.
Image from http://www.alovelybeing.com, with thanks.
The first thing we do on arrival is retrieve this wonderful being, my “son”.
Then we will light a fire, even if it is rather warm.
But the Christmas tree will not be there. I hope. I did take it down, didn’t I?
I hope that these two people will come over right away.
And we will open presents from Paris and a bottle from Bordeaux.
I will fix them a dinner that looks something like this.
In a kitchen that looks like this.
Not like this.
Then in a day or two someone who looks like this will come from Toronto and we will give her big hugs.
And we will have visits with mothers, and sisters and pay our taxes late – first time ever, I swear and it will all feel wonderful. It does already.
artefact 
Safe travels you two. Thank you for sharing your experiences with such wonderful flare and extravagance. I was always so pleased to seea message/story from you in my mailbox. I look forward to a big catch up and grand tales from you both. Lots of love💕💕💕
Susie