Coming home after almost half a year away felt like the first day of school used to feel when I was little.
After our 26-hour car ride from France to Sweden, a 3-hour boat trip and definitely not enough sleep, I woke up too early and too excited to stay in bed. I just had to go out and see what had (and hadn't) survived the winter, couldn't wait to go meet the people I hadn't seen in such a long time, couldn't even wait to start work!
The fig tree, the grapevine, my parsley, and the strawberry plants were all doing just fine, and I managed to capture the very first mirabelle plum blossom on the tree outside our living room window.
Life was picked up where we left it and work was waiting ...
Fast forward 10 days and this happened:
The other day I made the remark that our days now are very comparable to our days in South East Asia.
We swapped the beach for work but the rest of our days still pretty much revolve around mealtimes :)