Home again…………….

 
 

 

Well I can’t believe that the long awaited trip has been and gone!!  “Sob, sob sob”

It feels like i closed my eyes for but a  moment and it was gone.All I can do now is remember what a great holiday it was , filled with love

 and laughter,

and plenty of cherished memories  filed away in a corner of my heart

and that’s the great thing about this blogging , you can always

come back and revisit the memories as they get a bit faded.

 

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From My beautiful grandson who is a demon
on the Harmonica……………………………
 
So good in fact that Remy the
 dog sang along.
 
The singing dog

The singing dog

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
And  the cutest little granddaughter showing her
grandma that now she is a big girl
 and can do up her own buttons…………
 
 
Look Grandma

Look Grandma

                           
    
   And there is my oldest grandson who is so growing up so quickly, way too quickly
    For this Grandma……………………………………….
  
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 The time away was filled with plenty of relaxing time,
 
 
 
 
 
enjoying the kids getting along with each other, 
 
 
And smiling with the cuteness of it all……….
 
 
 
I found it to be quite peaceful ……………………..
 
 When you look at your life, the greatest happiness’s are family happiness’s.

~Joyce Brothers~

 

 

 

 
 

 

 

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One thought on “Home again…………….

  1. was it deliberate that everyone was wearing white tops in the first photo?

    And where the kids are running down the dirt road – is that the farm?

    so cool!

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