It is pretty bad when I’m coming to work and it feels like home.

Although Chincoteague has always felt like home for me.

But when we drove over the new bridge for the first time, even Frank said, “Doesn’t it feel like we are  coming home?”.

Here is a view of the new bridge.

It is really neat- there is deep blue water on either side and unlike the Bay Bridge you are close enough to see the barges waiting to go through ( not that there were any barges- yesterday was Sunday, after all!)  but if there had been barges, I could have seen them close up!

And there were roses on the gate to welcome me “home”.

There is still SO much work to do- we unloaded most of the trailer last night- but this morning we took off the heavy stuff and carried it up two flights of stairs.  Frank did the lion’s share- but I’m taking a blogging break to rest up my knee before I go out and do some weeding or should I say major digging and overhauling in the side beds.

And then- I get to make lunch- and sit and eat it!

Allyson said have a great time when we left.

Frank said if she thinks we are coming down to have a good time then she should come in his place! 

Don’t tell Frank, but I AM having kind of a good time.  Working hard-exhausting- satisfying- kind of good time.

I’ll post more pictures as things get done.