Home Again

I'm back and so happy to be west of the Mississippi again.    Maybe it was the long layovers in Chicago - I just could not get involved with the look and feel of the  East and South like I normally do.  I'm happy to be with just-blossoming lilacs, the sound of the first hummingbirds, the smell of those long white hanging blossoms, the wide open spaces of the Colorado plains and all the finches that are vacuuming out my feeders twice a day.  Colorado smells good to me.