we have been away, visiting my son down south in his new home - a farm of 16 acres, with orchards and sheep. He is living his dream with his new love... I am happy.. on the way home we took a side track to the border town of Echuca on the banks of the mighty Murray River and took a ride on the paddle-steamer EmmyLou.and back home just today.. and as we were approaching the mountains - I feel that familiar soul stirring. thoughts of wood-fires and misty days, scones and tea. Fluttering lace curtains covering old timber windows. flowers in jugs on cloth covered tables.... ah yes, I am home.
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I'm so glad you are home safe and sound love, you paint such a lovely picture with your words.....sigh
and your family happy too...
Sue xxx
I'm glad your son is happy again. And you too, of course!
Ah yes dear Robyn you are home in so many ways. I think this is going to be a good year. Lovely pic of you both.
Looks like you had a wonderful time. The boat trip sounds great !!
How great is that, your son living his dream. That is fantastic.
It's great to be back home though, isn't it ; )
Have a magical day !!!
The comment above was from me, sent from my other blog ; )
Hugs from The Netherlands !!
Traveling is fun but it's always good to get back home.
Welcome home, dear one!
Welcome home, I was up your way on Monday, had the urge to feel fresh mountain air on my face. Had a very delicious burger from the Kiosk while enjoying the cool breeze.
Then went shopping in Leura, bought an enamel coffee pot. I even bumped into a friend there, who had was there for holiday and was amazed I had gone "all that way" for a few hours out. She lives closer to the mountains than I do.
Its great to go travelling but it oh so much nicer to come home!
Can't wait till October!
welcome home robyn :)
that is a lovely photo of you both...i am now thinking that when i next watch my garden sink into autumn you will both soon be over here...so looking forwards to it :)
xoxoxo
beautiful post Robyn. Yes
Home is that sweet place where the sun shines on both the blooming and withering. And all is right with the world.
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