It's strange to think I'm half a world away from where I was this time yesterday, and with the busy week ahead I shall be flung back into routine quickly. I've come back to summer apparently. All the flowering trees were in full bloom in Boston, but here everything is leafed out, the grass is green and and high and the rapeseed is lying golden and full in the fields. After 24 hours of traveling, my body is only craving motionlessness and sleep and O! how glad I am to be home. I feel badly that I haven't been writing here but honestly there hasn't been time (or really, inclination) and I suspect I must re-learn the habit I seem to have so thoroughly shed.