What is it with those Aussies? They show up, rock my world, and just move on. Go figure.
It was a whirlwind eight days and nights, full of marathon pie baking, beach walking, pizza eating, trampoline jumping, movie going as well as Miss America and Dancing With the Stars watching, hide-and-go-seek playing, vanilla milkshake drinking, cartwheeling and flipping, dog walking, kitty petting, toast and jam eating, not to mention non-stop talking and laughing.
Hoo-boy. Quiet reigns in the tiny house, and it is disconcerting. The memories linger, beautifully. Yes, life is certainly very, very good.