Home again, Home again, jiggety-jig.

It was a fast and furious trip to the Biggest Little City, filled with lots of fun people and things, (Grand babies that had grown in leaps and bounds, a by-chance-squeezed-in-meet-up with the other Tracey, showing my Rock n' Roll Buddy the old Ponderosa Ranch remains from the Bonanza Days, and teaching the sewing Queen a new fun card game!) ending with a long, late evening flight (complete with a layover in Oakland...) back home to the Pacific Northwest. Visits always feel too short, and at the same time, there is nothing like coming home again.