My husband’s mom is in town visiting. She brought along Mike’s niece (now our niece..) Have you heard? The fish are in. *grumbles* So to beat the utter madness that is the Kenai peninsula we headed to Homer.
I love Homer, Alaska. I tell my family I could live there, but they won’t have it, and they are probably tired of hearing me say it. I suppose not living in Homer keeps it a bit magical to me every time I go.