We're not in Nantucket anymore, Toto

It was hard to say goodbye to our friends who treat us like family on that little bitty island, and coming home to do loop-de-loos over the skies of Texas to wait out a thunderstorm was deflating, but our car ride home was nothing short of spectacular with both a rainbow AND plenty of lightning. We even saw the smoke stream-like trail of bats departing from their Waugh bridge home to the green, eerie storm sunset skies, and, finally, into the driveway of embraces with Nana and Grandad. Some Sunday bbq really made us feel right at home. mmmmm.