safe arrival

We went out of range of electricity, so I haven't blogged the rest of the trip yet. I will soon, but for now, suffice it to say that I made it safe into the city of roses. My housemates painted my room with a beautiful art deco pattern and flowers. There were fresh flowers from my neighbors in a vase on the floor. Walking to the coffee shop today I passed plums and lavender. My car smells like sage. There are rumors of fig and olive trees in my yard. My old furniture is still in use, and the pizza box collage I made at the Providence Children's Museum is still gracing the wall. I'm home.