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Back home at last. It's a struggle to stay awake, but I'm doing my best for the next hour and a half or so; don't want to get my days and nights mixed up. Yesterday I drove Laura and her brother Mark up to Minneapolis where they are spending Thanksgiving with family. It was really good to meet her grandparents - very kind, welcoming people. This afternoon I drove back home and now I'm sitting in front of a roaring fire talking about books with Mom and Dad. David comes tomorrow night - can't wait!! Although many would disagree, I think the Midwest is extremely beautiful in the winter, especially western Wisconsin. I love the different shades of browns, reds, and golds. Everything is dead, yes, but there's a sort of comforting solitude to it all. Makes me want to wear Carhartt pants and sweaters.