the end of the year

It's over next week, the first year done.

We moved her out of the dorm this morning.

We ran into an old high school teacher of John and Dan's.  It turns out he has a daughter at the U who is friends with Julia. That was a nice surprise.  He's as personable and friendly as he always was.

And moving the stuff back in takes some work, but that's okay.

The park behind has come back to life too.

Ahhh, May, you beautiful devil. Glad you're here.

Love, Val