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01 November 2017

No Place Like Home - Missoula, Montana Valley Aerial View

Home again, home again, jiggitty jig!

Much has changed in the almost three weeks I was away.

Mountaintop tamaracks have morphed to stand in sharp golden relief from their still-green coniferous counterparts.
Mornings stay dark until almost 8:00 AM.
But afternoon sunlight lingers a couple hours after work and inspires me to rake final fallen maple and lilac leaves in our yard.

Montana’s brisk autumn is pretty much opposite of Sri Lanka’s 6:00 AM coastal sunrises fit for shorts and T-shirt at 80 degree F and 85% humidity. But I am home, and glad to be here - even though I’m struggling in the wardrobe adjustment to required multiple layers. (Must wear gloves! And a scarf comes in handy to stave off the shivery breeze!)

And hooray for almost-normal sleep patterns. On the first two days I was back at work, I woke at 2:30 AM and 3:30 AM (progress!) respectively - and could not get back to sleep. It was with great relief this morning that I woke to find I had slipped back to slumber after my third brief wake up, resting until a decent time just before my alarm setting.

The team continues in Sri Lanka, holding eye clinics in areas of need.
Click here to see their latest stops in the journey. 

And open your eyes wide to take joy on the journey that awaits your very next step.