No, I'm not missing the bad weather. I've heard from some swallows who spent the summer at my house - they dropped in here for a comfort stop on their way to warmer climes for the winter - that my people are missing me. And I'm feeling sad because nearly all of my little garden friends have been in therapy since I left them behind.
I just can't have that on my conscience. A gnome of my standing has to accept his responsibilities.
And you know what? I'm kinda missing them too. Ahhh . . .
So after enjoying months of wandering, I've decided to do the right thing. I've put the winter skiing on hold, and I'm headed for home.
BUT I HAVE GREAT NEWS.
I have a brilliant idea that I can't wait to get started, so I have to get back into my office - hope no field mice have moved in - because I need the jungle telegraph to send out the word that I will be holding auditions soon for my new boy-band GNOMES 'R' LOUD.
I will be looking for a Leprechaun, a Pixie and an Elf to join my group. Of course, I may need some faeries as backing singers and dancers too. Rock on Norman!
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