Courtesy of Toby Keith, this one goes out to B., who spent yesterday loading a moving van and today driving up 95. On the homefront things have been good, a morning spent walking up and down the moving truck ramp, a trip to the park, and a three-hour nap. In the afternoon, LB played with her water table in the backyard while I weeded and sat and listened to the cicadas. Since three quarters of our belonging are now in another state, our Baltimore house is gloriously empty. Maybe we should just give away most of our belongings and sleep on a air mattress for the rest of our lives. What do you say B.?