home sweet home!

(still not proper machined expressoed with steamed milk coffee,
but there you go - the trip to LA was worth it!)
in my I S♥rf Polzeath mug. . .
my laptop and you guys. . .
children on half term,
each delightful one of them chillin' in their own way. . .
home is sweet
and having seen all those without a home
on the streets of LA,
and those in the soup kitchen line at Venice Beach,
I'm once again in that place
where I realise I'm lucky, oh so very lucky,
to have a home
and so share it with the three people that I do
(and you lovely lot)(especially you)


zIggI said...

it is good to be home isn't it :)

Sorrow said...

You simply will not be the same person two months from now after consciously giving thanks each day for the abundance that exists in your life. And you will have set in motion an ancient spiritual law: the more you have and are grateful for, the more will be given you.
read this and it resonated with your post...

Dave said...

Glad I'm in the warm tonight; shivering anyway.

KAZ said...

Glad you're back ... and glad you're glad to be back.


I, Like The View said...


mig said...

Cast your bread upon the waters (or even yourself?) and it will be returned to you manifold, well threefold anyway :)
A pretty good deal really.

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katherine. said...

traveling is wonderful...but hearth and home is a haven.

you were missed my friend

Mel said...

Yup--what they said.......

I'm sad those things exist. And I'm ever so grateful for all that I have.

East, West
Home is Best.

(((((((((((((( ILTV ))))))))))))))

I'm so glad you're back and that you had a good time.