Heading home

Sadly, we had to say goodbye today. I wish we could just shrink the world up a bit, and make distance a bit more manageable. Sigh. We've had such a nice time, though, and I'm always grateful that we're able to make this trip at least once a year. Thanks for everything, Nana and Papa!

P.S. Take a look at this incredible stonework that Wayne has done completely with his own two hands:
Amazing. He has spent his free time over the past couple of years collecting every flat rock on the Eastern Shore. He wanders the woods searching, carries the rocks to his truck, hauls them home, splits them with a wedge and a sledgehammer, and then finds a spot for each slice of rock. Every time we visit, there's a new wall or seating area or stairway. So cool.

P.P.S. We spent a couple of hours in Halifax before heading to the airport hotel, so we caught part of the Busker Festival at the harbour, and toured an old Corvette ship. Cue the photo op:It would take too long to sail to San Francisco, though, so I guess we'll still fly...