Purple-petunia-perfumed night air

Home.

Walked through the house.  Opened the sliding glass doors to look out on the starry night and let Sandy run her home turf.  *Inhaled.  Nice.

Missing the mamala and papasan (and the whole Moslander buunch), but it is good to be home.

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