Just flew back from Hong Kong
...and boy are my arms tired.
I had a wonderful time, but just now I am consumed
with the 12 or 13 time zones
I traversed yesterday
during my 20+ hour flight.
When my kids were little, we always had music playing in the house.
One winter there was a John Denver album
we listened to almost every day.
One of my favorite songs on this album was
"Hey, It's Good To Be Back Home Again"
or as my son called it, "the Beebak song."
It was so good this morning to smell clean, New England spring air
and to see the willow trees around the
exit for the bus station in Portland
all fluffed out in their graceful green skirts.
The forsythia is out!
Hey, it's good to be back home again.