It was a tough day for me. Duncan and I left Idaho shortly after 7 AM and pulled into Littleton around 5 PM. It was an emotionally and physically draining drive, one that I'm not anxious to make again. But we did it, with the aid of our feathers, great determination and the audio book, Me Talk Pretty One Day, by David Sedaris, which kept me laughing across Wyoming, despite the less than wonderful conditions just outside my window (if you thought last week's 50 mph gusts were great, you should've witnessed today's 75+ gusts!)
In lieu of greater detail, I did manage to snap some pictures. I'll try to write more tomorrow but the tickle in the back of my throat and the cough which I've picked up somewhere along the way, have me wondering if perhaps tomorrow might not be more low-key than I'd hoped.
Thank you again for your support and encouragement. This Christmas would not have been possible for me without them.