I am indeed here. And still tired. Why is it we take vacations to relax and then return from them exhausted and needing to rest?

This may be the end of my travels for this year. I was supposed to go to headquarters next week (in Hawaii, for those who need to sympathize (sp?)) but that may have been canceled. I should find out tomorrow.

And I need to write up my excellant Australian adventure too. I may even buy a scanner so I can out some of my pictures up somewhere. I have one of Charley that he offered me money NOT to share. How much ya got there, Charley?

Today I got a copy of Alison Freeman's new album, Chanteyman. It made me laugh with pleasure to see it. Then listening to her pure voice and those old songs we all shared got to me. I had to pull off the road to let the tears come. This wasn't homesickness, I think. But I did have something that needed to come out and her CD triggered it.

By the way, she's done a lovely job on the CD and I recommend those of you in New England to go out and buy a copy.