warm
peanut butter toast.
this is what being home
feels like to me
and it feels
so good.
‘home’ taken from 15:31 of proverbs.
sts on the road:
upper body of the cardi.
soundtrack of the the day:
the pitter patter of feet
(little & not so little)
on the squeaky upstairs floorboards.
there’s no place like home, there’s no place like …
Loved reading your road trip posts! They were just lovely….the excitement of leaving….the snow….knitting in the car 🙂 the warm fellowship and fun you had in NC…the happiness of coming home to your own favorite creature comforts…but best of all the news you received of your youngest son while you were on the road!! ’twas a rich trip huh! loved sharing it with you through the posts….but next time you come to NC, you must come see me, too!