Sunday, July 19, 2009
Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to.
~John Ed Pearce
Tree popcicles
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Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn.
~Marche Blumenberg
11 hours ago
5 Comments:
A true story!
that is a beautiful picture.
Beautiful picture, beautiful sentiment.
Although, shouldn't this really say, home is the place you never thought you would have to spend so much time, energy, and money on, or the place you never thought you'd have an entire chicken coop, but you love it anyways and it makes you very happy.
You know, something like that. :)
-Francesca
I kind of like the idea, but I hated my childhood home. too many bad memories. Home to me is the place where I feel the most at peace. Right now that's right where I am.
Sounds like a Country Song perhaps by Rascall Flats or Keith Urban...
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