Break was good. Look at that blue sky and those beautiful flowers. While I consider the mountains to be my home now I still appreciate the familiarity of the flatter land and the bluer sky that I find down in North Carolina. Sometimes being down south is like visiting a memory. I keep wanting to visit the old farmhouse where I spent three of my happiest years of my life, but something comes up and prevents me from getting there. Maybe next time. :)
Monday, April 2, 2012
Sweetest smelling flowers
Break was good. Look at that blue sky and those beautiful flowers. While I consider the mountains to be my home now I still appreciate the familiarity of the flatter land and the bluer sky that I find down in North Carolina. Sometimes being down south is like visiting a memory. I keep wanting to visit the old farmhouse where I spent three of my happiest years of my life, but something comes up and prevents me from getting there. Maybe next time. :)
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