We're home. It feels different.
We had such a magical time in California it was so hard to leave. We miss Michael's parents terribly, but are so grateful for the time that we had with them. It was wonderful for the boys to get to know their grandparents!
We arrived Friday night around 5pm. Because we were still on West Coast time, we headed to Costco to stock up on supplies and food. The boys went down around 11pm--I am really excited to get back to our schedule again!
I went for a run on Saturday. It's been a little while since I've had a good run. We've been a little under the weather-flu, colds, sinus infection. It felt great to be out along the Charles River again, but it was cold and windy. As I passed hundreds of pedestrians who were just out and about on a Saturday morning, I noticed that their faces wore expressions of a long hard winter. They were dressed in black coats, hunched over to protect their bodies from the cold wind, the furrow in their brow had certainly been there all winter long and there were very few smiles.
That's a huge difference between New England and California. There is sunshine and perfect weather year round in Cali, so there really isn't a good excuse to be crabby. In Boston, they usually endure terrible, cold, bitter winters that last from November and into May sometimes. It seems they have earned the right to be a little more harsh and biting.
If we could escape the winter every year . . . I would be fine to stay in Boston all our lives. Spring and Fall are just glorious! Once the buds are on the trees and the smell of spring is in the air, the entire city wakes up from it's winter slumber. And Fall, Fall is so radiant with color and beauty that you wouldn't want to miss it for anything . . . even if it means winter is just around the corner. I guess we'll take the good with the bad (and occasionally escape to California).
I have a few blogs from California left to post. They'll come as I find time while we're settling back in this week. Thanks for joining us on our adventure!