I have successfully crossed the great Atlantic again. Settling in to a Michigan autumn. Learning to be an American again (though does one ever really forget?). Grey is gray, humour is humor and people give you strange looks when you bellow ‘hiya!!’ on entering a shop. I’ve been watching a lot of sunsets, and making a variety of to-do lists that seem never to be done. I’m excited about apple cider, and pumpkins and American things that I didn’t realize I had missed — like pretzels and corn tortillas and salsa. I’m hoping to get back into the swing of things again. I’ve so many pictures to share (the tiny door series from Falmouth for instance) and I’m thrilled to have the mind-space to cook. It’s good to be back.