Strange to think that it passed without trumpets and fanfare.
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
This Land
It was thirteen years ago yesterday, the day I first stepped foot on this bit of soil.
It was dark outside, the house was sub-floor and sheetrock, surrounded by mud.
A tall, skinny boy held my hand as he proudly guided me through the construction debris and to the door.
I had only the teensiest glimmer of a thought that I might one day call this land home.
A momentous occasion, that night.
Strange to think that it passed without trumpets and fanfare.
Strange to think that it passed without trumpets and fanfare.
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5 comments:
Gulp! How sweet and touching. And backed up by some beautiful photos. Nice post.
Bobbi
They always do. Congratulations on 13 years.
oh wonderful photos and congrats on 13 years .. we celebrate 23 this year eeekkkk ..lol love mouse xxxx
Lovely!I can't believe how your homestead has grown and changed ~ and all at the hands of you and your husband. How special that is!
Blessings, Patti
Beautiful place, and photos, to spend 13 years!
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