Home sweet home....

It's the place I used to say I'd run away to.... Up the garden and in my mind (as a child) far away. I'd run away to the orchard. And that's what I did. I built my home in the orchard I played in as a child. I can see my old family house from my back door. I can visualise where the greenhouses were and all the places we used to hide. I love my home though I wish I loved it enough to sort out all the 'stuff' I seem to accumulate. I'm ready to re-design the kitchen and extend out to the garage...all I need is the money. In the meantime I shall just love it and enjoy it and be thankful that it's mine and I get to share it with my little man & Booboo.