DAY 14 – HOME
Photo- D L Sadd
My mother’s nickname was ‘Gypsy’. Divorced with 3 kids in tow, she bought homes, updated them, and sold them at a profit to help support us. She did a good job.
We all helped, and I’m thankful to say that I’m capable of doing any home improvement project. The downside was that we learned to keep a lot packed because we wouldn’t be settling in. That was unsettling. I don’t know whether I can think of any house as a home because I’m always afraid of getting the rug pulled from under me, literally.
‘Home‘ can mean different thing to different people. My home is in my husband’s arms, being buried under a pile of smooching pups, seeing my goats run to me each morning, and in noting that all sorts of critters seek refuge wherever I live.
Photo- D L Sadd
HAPPY SPRING!!!!
Everything’s coming’ up tulips & hyacinths!
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Love the sound of your home. Your goats are gorgeous x.
Thanks Lesley. They’re 2 of the three, obviously spoiled goats that I have- Dixie and Dot
Cool goats. I love the pic. You can tell they are so happy to see you. lol I read you first today. ^_^
Woo, woo, I was first! lol Sherry, they get in the window for grapes and carrots…now it’s also pretzels and graham crackers. They’ve got me wrapped around their hooves.
That is so sweet and funny. ^_^
I can understand why it was unsettling moving around so much, but the good side of it was at least your family was together. I think it’s so lovely that your home is in your husband’s arms!
Yes, and we were very close. Yet, I wish my home could have been filled with children.
Your present home sounds plenty good to me!
:0)))
Beautiful, Donna!! Loved the idea of your home being in your husband’s arms. Really wish my marriage was that strong.
Believe me Candy, we’ve got our ups and downs.
I had an uncle who did similarly. He’d build the house and then the family would move in while he finished it. I never envied them.
Yes, it was hard in some ways, but my mom always kept us in the same school district so it wasn’t the end of the world either.
I get it!!! Home is where the heart is:) You’re ‘home’ sounds lovely.
Look at those sweet faces:)
I see the flowers are growing like crazy. My camera died and have to go get new one! Soon as I do I’ll try to get some picks up!
I posted that pic for you Laura, so hurry up and send your pics!! Do you know what to do when a tulip blossom falls off…pinch back, cut stem?
Lovely ideas, goats, and flowers. My pups (yellow Labs who look a lot like Lucci) ate my mini daffodils. The crocuses got away….
Linda
Too funny Linda; my goats ate the daffodils too! thanks for popping in. :0)
It must have been tough moving so often.
Your home sounds wonderful and the goats are lovely.
Thanks David; it wasn’t too bad because we stayed in the same school district so I kept my friends at least. My mother was also very successful at it so we always moved ‘up.’ thanks for popping in. :0)
What lovely pictures and gorgeous goats! I’ve moved around some (though nowhere near as much!) and it can be unsettling. I’m finally learning that home is all about who you’re with, not where you are.