Getting back to "life"

I am finally on Eastern Daylight Time, I think, after two weeks across The Pond.  For a several days, I was falling asleep at 9 pm or before and waking up at 3:30 or 4 am.  Thank goodness that's over.   Above is a photo one of our fellow travelers took of us onboard the ship.  I'm glad I packed Paul's orange shirt at the last minute.  It was fine tribute for Koningsdag and the House of Orange.

I've been busy writing a diary of our trip, as I usually do when we go on vacation.  I try to incorporate photos which can be problematic.  Some I take on my phone show up upside down and backwards, so then I have to fiddle with them in the document.   Now, I think it's ready to print and mail to my mother and Wisconsin brother.  My friend Samantha also told me about a couple of places on line to make photo albums so they can simply click on links to more pictures.

We had a bit of snow yesterday but my daffodils bounced back after it melted.  It's been raining quite a bit lately which makes everything green, but it also made the funeral we attended yesterday a bit soggy.  My dear old co-worker and former boss Kent was laid to rest after a long struggle with health.  Given his Parkinsons and other problems, it is a testament to his strong character that he lasted 25 years after retirement.  There were only seven of us there to say goodbye, but I'm glad we could support his two sons, one of whom clutched a box of Kleenex the whole time.  I'm glad we made the long drive north to be there with them.