Home IS where the heart is.

I’m unpacking and posting some pics from a walk on my last afternoon in Mysore. Slept well last night, having taken some pasta and wine and melatonin.

I’m covered in Waylon fur and Daisy fur, and they are both snoozing next to me as I write this. I’m drinking some “pale” black tea — no spices, no sugar — and it is pretty awesome.

First message I had, upon landing in Phoenix after a 35 hour trip, was from Anu. Pili, the little stray she took to the shelter, was adopted during the week. And it warms my heart that I heard the news from a number of other people who were concerned about a little black street dog. Rock on, you guys!

I have castor oil and neem soap ready to go: castor oil bath this afternoon, followed by a nice nap. And then Dion and I will go out for dinner.

Life is good.