Waiting for Bea
Now we are waiting for our guest to arrive, almost anytime. We do love company, especially the rare visits from our old town back in the western part of the country 
(Don’t get me wrong, we do love all our guests no matter how far they have to travel to get here 
)
When she finally arrives, after driving since 9 am this morning (it’s after 7 pm by now) – we’re going to welcome her with cake and ice cream. And MT, he simply refuses to go to bed. I don’t blame him 
There are other days to sleep…
