Back at the wheel for the next 3 to 4 hours. Thank god....he who drives controls the music....my nerves are a bit shot from my son's tunes.

Low wooded hills.... we are almost home.

We hit the big river at sunset.....the tiny blip in the distant.....the last granite mountain in this area.

Turning into our street....I have the strange sensation I've been gone for hours....not days.

Mon Casa..........home...........in the fading light.....

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