We traveled home today through the Boston Mountains. There was a light mist floating in the air, and traffic was light as we made our way south. The family weekend was almost over, and the family was dozing in the car as I drove. We had been to watch baseball, and our team had split the first two games. The twins are oddly split on baseball: one was having a great time, but the other was miserable. The cold weather didn’t help: game time today was only at 42 degrees F. Interesting how they look alike but are so different!