It is never hard to come home again....

We had the most lovely vacation.....

It is sad to leave beautiful country roads abundant with wild flowers....

....and views that make your heart soar.

Remembering the fun times we had with dear friends......

....but when coming home means you get to stop and cuddle the dearest of babies,

....then rock them to sleep,

...and celebrate first birthdays with your furgrandchild!

You are welcomed by your own kitty who was resting patiently by the front window waiting your return.

Your own garden is abundant with beauty.....

.....and there are so many flowers you can't wait to fill the vases to celebrate coming home again.

Vacations are wonderful....and coming home is the best. Sometimes it is the smallest things that make you the happiest!