Flying home

I am writing in Phoenix Airport on my way home to Denmark, via London, where I will land at 13.05 tomorrow. The pots I am taking home are in a hard suitcase packed with masses of bubblewrap, so they should survive the journey. Three particularly favourite ones are in my hand luggage.
A quantity of "refire category" pots have been left in Flagstaff.
There was new snow on the San Francisco Peaks this morning - right down to the outskirts of the town, and a hailstorm as the shuttle bus left for Phoenix.