Archive for March 12th, 2011

I always imagine myself sitting in this corner every time I go home to our place in the province.  It’s easy enough to reach the place but it is hard for me to travel for long. Then I remember this phrase, “home is where the heart is.” How I wish I could go home more often, I miss the simple life there and the peace and quiet and the wild garden that we have. Sometimes,  when I feel so down , I think of this spot and what it conjures in my mind and it makes me smile.


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