... there's no place like home ... there's no place like home. And so we are back in the States and living close to our home in Idaho ... if you consider living next to The Great Salt Lake as being close. We have lived here before but WOW has it changed. Guess the Olympics wrought a bigger change than I would have thought possible. We are still not unpacked but I do have chickens and I have put in some pasture in preparation for spring lambs ... it's all about priorities.
We miss Italy so much it is unbelievable. Our friends there were wonderful and while a few have followed us back Stateside we have left some behind ... guess this means I will have to go and visit. Yea, tough gig.
Jennie the Dog hated the trip and hates flying now so if we were to move back overseas I will have to find a way to take a boat. LOL She is learning to herd sheep in preparation for the spring crop. Still undecided on what variety of sheep to get and if I even want to overwinter a flock. We live in a neighborhood here ... like I have neighbors I can see from every window in my house ... this has been a very tough adjustment for me. But they are all nice and seem to be ok with all of our little quirks. And I can start back up the dying business and that is good. I have a new mitten pattern coming out in the second What Would Madame Defarge Knit book and I have to say that they are my favorites so far. Those and the Winter's Stag mittens that I put up on Ravelry ... I like those too.