Home is where the heart is?
I seem to keep leaving mine behind. It’s a bad habit!
Who wouldn’t love a place that looked like this?
With Nativity scenes like this
And a pontoon bridge like this
Countryside like this
Washing on a line like this
Even with moody skies like this.
Or how about happy dogs on a sunset beach like this
Beside the ferry, abandoned for the Winter,
Or maybe a view like this would charm
Or even, like this?
I expect you can see why I keep leaving my heart behind? Each time, I say “Goodbye little house”, with a lump in my throat.
It’s Saturday again, and six words time. Cate at Show My Face is our hostess. Would you like to play?