I am now home again after a rather hectic summer. I have thoroughly enjoyed it. From the crowds of scouts in Stavanger and the overload of new impressions in wonderful Georgia to the cleaning of toilets in beautiful Iceland. It has been a summer to remember.
However, I am glad to be home. For the time being I have had enough of airports and the stress they entail, all I want to do is harvest and process the apples from the garden, find myself a quiet job and slowly prepare myself for my trip to New Zealand in November.
So while the leaves start to turn red and yellow, I'm stoking the fire. Tea in one hand and a book in the other, I'm snuggling down for a quiet two months. I hope...
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