Back Home Again

Dear Liza,

I miss you already. I miss your snuggles and your smarts and your silliness.

But we had to come home

To get back there, we had a three hour flight from Copenhagen to Amsterdam, a two hour layover, and then a ten hour flight to Portland, and finally slept in our own beds. Sort of.

Jet lag, for whatever reason, was worse coming west this time. I’ve been awake at 3 a.m., napping all afternoon, and brain dead most of the time, for two days now.

But this morning, I got to go work in my veggie plot in the rain. While we were in dry, cold Europe, Portland had rain, rain, and more rain. But spring is coming and eventually I’ll be able to plant. So today I weeded and raked and put up the ladder, tomato cages, and trellis.

As an inside project, I’m working on the memory book of the trip, sorting museum brochures, tickets and café receipts, then snipping and gluing them down.

It’s a good mental exercise and a way to remember our wonderful time in Utrecht, Paris and Copenhagen with you all. I know I will cherish it, once my brain is operational.

See you soon, my girl!


Grandma Judy

Author: Judy

I am a new transplant to Portland from Salinas, a small city in Central California. This is a blog about my new city.

One thought on “Back Home Again”

  1. Wow 🤩 So glad you had a wonderful time and got to spend it with your loved ones. You definitely filled up your days with lots of exciting adventures! Belated happy birthday Judy – sorry I missed it! 🥳🎂🎁🍾🥂🎉🎊🎈


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