Coming Home

I have 4 more hours of lectures this morning in my Islam class, after 9 hours yesterday. Then, inshallah, (as my Muslim friends would say) I will race from Orlando to Tampa in hopes of making a 2:40 flight.  It will be a full day.

I’m ready to be home.  As always there’s work to do–a groundhog is eating up our broccoli, the landmower is finally fixed and the grass hasn’t been cut in weeks, it’s time to start bushhogging all the fields and the gardens always need tending.  But more importantly, I’m just ready to see my sweet wife and breathe the air of home.

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