Well, Germany welcomed me back with open arms...
after we sat on the tarmac in Frankfurt for 30 minutes because they forgot to bring the stairs to the plane. Awesome.
Anyways.
Pulling up to the house I noticed our fig tree was sprouting some leaves... about a month and a half later than usual.
Also, our roses had bloomed.
But the best part was opening the door and walking inside.
My dogs, my stuff, my messy kitchen (courtesy of Chad).
It feels good to be home.
(This post is a week late because I'm had some jet lag to contend with... I know you understand)
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