homewards

Jon and I are vacationing in Black River this weekend. I truly think of it that way even though it's a visit home. Jon probably thinks of it somewhat differently. But he secretly loves the animals. I will often encounter him cuddling something.

jon with baby horse

jon with pippin

Mom has taken to spoiling me when I go home. Baked goods, coffee with whipped cream on top, going to movies, trips to the all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet, bags of apples to take back with me, and vivid bouquets from her garden. Not to mention that I am often party to an adventure that requires a great deal more courage than city life ever asks of me. I love going home because it forces me outside my comfort zone, then rewards me with pie.