We had an uneventful trip back, caught an earlier ferry than expected, got back to the island in time to get the week's worth of mail that has piled up, let the chickens out for an afternoon graze, and just sort of collapsed for the rest of the day. Tom is feeling fine but very tired. I feel like a ton of bricks is off my shoulders (and another, separate, ton has landed, but that is also just being tired.)
We have Brown Sugar leftovers for supper and I'm looking forward to a bath. Poor Tom can only have sponge/shallow water baths for a while until he has healed up a bit. It is so good to be home!