I can't tell how much I love my home.
Never get bored in it,
always feel loved in it,
a shelter, a hiding place,
to love, laugh and cry.
It silently absorbs my emotions,
and through the old walls feeds them to my beloved Mother Earth.
Giving me space for new feelings with gratitude.
4 comments:
I feel exactly the same way. I forgot about your blog when my computer crashed and we set the new one up. I'm back and hopefully won't forget about it again.
Xylia
Bad bad magpie
I use my Flickr account for the photos on the blog, so you won't miss them anyway. Thanks for leaving a comment on my blog. Your home looks great to me, I love the curtains and all your books. And I really wonder why not everybody has a spare leg in their dining room :-)
I saw your photos on flickr and really like your colourful home and artwork!
I'm really enjoying reading your old posts- this one made me stop in my tracks and wish I could come and visit you.
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