All Good Things Must Come to an End….

They say that all good things must come to an end, and that, unfortunately, includes our vacation. We’re got home from North Carolina last night–it’s a wicked long drive, nearly 700 miles. It rained here while we were gone, and I had two weeks worth of lawn to mow this afternoon after we picked up the dogs from the place where we boarded them while we were gone. So much for vacation…..

The trip was fabulous. I did very little with respect to the Civil War. We visited a few of the handsome monuments erected by Dare County regarding the Burnside Expedition that captured the Outer Banks and to speak to the Outer Banks CWRT on Tuesday night. That went well; I had about 30 people there and it was a good, attentive crowd. Mostly, it was walk on the beach, relax, read, do a bit of writing, and just hang out. We had one bad weather day–it rained on Friday–but most of the week was spectacular weather.

I dread the thought of what will be waiting for me when I get to the office tomorrow….