Friday, August 05, 2011

Sometimes I forget...




Why don't I live here again?

2 comments:

  1. Sometimes I could just cry asking myself that very same question and thinking about all the beautiful things: the ocean, the leaves, the goat cheese, the dirt roads, the wild roses, the stars.... Let's just make a pact that we WILL get back there some day!!

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  2. Oh my goodness, I ask myself the same thing. When I visit I don't want to leave! The feeling you get is so wonderful and peaceful, I always feel at ease! Beautiful pictures!

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