What's wrong with this picture?

What's wrong with this picture is that as of tomorrow, 26 March, I won't be in it! We are waiting at the school bus stop in Newport.

Out the door, down to the bus stop near the Newport shops, then on the bus go Jack and Abby for another great day at their school.

Jack and Abby have almost finished another session of swimming lessons and are doing very well! All that time at Nippers has really paid off. Jack is an incredible runner and it looks as if he will represent Sacred Heart in the next round of cross-country competition.

Pet shops here offer puppy sitting for families wishing to take a puppy home for a night. Our first puppy was a poodle/chihuahua, an adorable little girl, very cuddly and easy to have around, although not a good sleeper. The next puppy was a cavoodle, a cavalier king charles/poodle mix. He was wilier and not so cuddly. There were all kinds of mixes, such as pugalier (king charles/pug), jug (jack russel/pug), schmoodle (shitzu/poodle). Kind of like a test drive.

Last night was my final Rotary meeting with my club here downunder, Rotary Club of Pittwater. It was hard to say goodbye, but it feels as if I have a Rotary home in Oz to return to. They very kindly sent me home with a check to go towards buying stoves for families in Guatemala, too!

I've been in deep denial about returning to the US: suitcase not dragged out of the closet, clothes not washed, sorting not done. But today is the day and I find myself having trouble wanting to be in two places at once. I knew it would be hard to leave Jack, Abby, Tracy and Dan, ok. But I've met so many people with whom I would like to spend more time: Rotarians, young moms, music folk, permaculture people.  This I didn't count on. Oh well, now I really have strings to pull me back here.