Home sings me of sweet things
My life there has it's own wings
Fly over the mountains
Though I'm standing still
--Karla Bonoff
Thank goodness for a long holiday weekend upon my return. Did some yardwork, including cutting back the incredible blossoming jasmine on the front porch posts. It was so wonderful arriving home Saturday night to come around the corner from the garage and be greeted with their scent. Heady stuff.
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