I love it when Luke comes home.

That's right. I love it when Luke comes home. He was traveling for 3 days this week and finally got home last night. I was really happy to see him. It's not that I feel scared when he's gone, I just really like it alot more when he is here with me. And, he brought me these beauties:

I didn't go anywhere while he was gone. I didn't leave our property once, except when I went for a bike ride. I've really become a home-body and enjoy being here. Kelly is good company too. We went fishing one night and she helped me with my fish.

We get along okay without Luke, but it's so much better when he's here!