Seven days in an alternate reality, a tropical world where there are no chores to do and no deadlines to meet. Seven days, with a return to my world clasping a handful of souvenirs, a disk full of photographs, and three suitcases full of laundry.

Awaking to the beautiful Arizona sunrise, how wonderful. After a week of hazy horizons and rippling oceans, the sharp, clear lines of the mountains and heat rising off the patio, our patio, i's more wonderful than any beach in the Caribbean. It's home.

Now there are groceries to buy, weeds to pull, rooms to clean. A life to be lived. Together.

It's so sweet, ne?